<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148</id><updated>2011-10-01T09:44:55.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hershey the Doglet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2653038790548758518</id><published>2007-10-02T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:06:40.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive and ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;thank you to everyone who has wondered about me and said they missed me! i have been upset at mom for not helping me update my blog for awhile now. she is SO lazy. she keeps making excuses like the baby takes up a lot of her time or she needs to work out or she is tired. whatever. although i think i decided to forgive her today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116940708842969970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RwMGdsdSG3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VM6tYg8FLL8/s400/10-02-07+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116940721727871874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RwMGecdSG4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/EodayWLqVe4/s400/10-02-07+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116940734612773778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RwMGfMdSG5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Djg3ix28IFM/s400/10-02-07+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's just say they are tasty...here is the &lt;a href="http://gourmetsleuth.com/recipe_dogtreat1.htm"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2653038790548758518?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2653038790548758518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2653038790548758518&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2653038790548758518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2653038790548758518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-alive-and-ok.html' title='i&apos;m alive and ok'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RwMGdsdSG3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VM6tYg8FLL8/s72-c/10-02-07+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-6117418760868159775</id><published>2007-08-21T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:56:02.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY doggy treats!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsuIGDXfvkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Liaaqr6kWqE/s1600-h/the+chocolate+lab+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101320640491667010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsuIGDXfvkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Liaaqr6kWqE/s400/the+chocolate+lab+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey everydog and girl girl! This is Molly Brown Truffles (doesn't she have cool name!) Her mom sells some super yummy doggy treats! I thought I share the yumminess with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda Toris, the owner of The Chocolate Lab (a small one woman company in New Jersey) started making all natural treats for dogs when she brought home an 8 week old Chocolate Labrador puppy almost two years ago. Upon doing a lot of research, Amanda realized that there was a lack of natural treats on the market for dogs that not only taste good, but are good for them. Amanda set forth and created her own yummy recipes for dogs, and she strives to keep her treats as natural as possible using only certified organic ingredients when available. None of the treats from The Chocolate Lab ever include any salt, butter, or added sugar- and wheat free cookies are available upon request. Since starting, she has also incorporated leashes and accessories for dogs into her production line. The muse behind The Chocolate Lab, is a 1 (and 3/4!!!!) year old female chocolate labrador retriever named Molly Brown Truffles. She's the reason we bake, and the love of our lives.Treats, Toys and Accessories from The Chocolate Lab can be purchased at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.njchocolatelab.com"&gt;www.njchocolatelab.com &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.thechocolatelab.etsy.com/"&gt;www.thechocolatelab.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101319128663178802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsuGuDXfvjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4f2P-17CraA/s400/the+chocolate+lab+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey hey &lt;a href="http://ivypaws.blogspot.com/"&gt;ivy&lt;/a&gt;! i think you should get these cause then you could EAT squirrels!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-6117418760868159775?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/6117418760868159775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=6117418760868159775&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6117418760868159775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6117418760868159775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/08/yummy-doggy-treats.html' title='YUMMY doggy treats!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsuIGDXfvkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Liaaqr6kWqE/s72-c/the+chocolate+lab+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-632435578436773601</id><published>2007-08-16T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:37:13.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggie came to visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://maggiethedachshund.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maggie &lt;/a&gt;came over to visit me and &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Copper&lt;/a&gt;!! I played ok with her and Copper was...well lets just say he was way to excited and had to be restrained. I think she and I will be good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://update.videoegg.com/js/PlayerCustom.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language='javascript'&gt;var api = VE_getCustomPlayerAPI('1.0');api.embedPlayer('/gid328/cid1096/8W/4Q/1187316112Gyz2N3MU6IPyBuxUGefL', 350, 330, false, '', 'videoegg', false, '', '');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-632435578436773601?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/632435578436773601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=632435578436773601&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/632435578436773601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/632435578436773601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/08/maggie-came-to-visit.html' title='Maggie came to visit!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-186278993006044095</id><published>2007-08-15T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:47:52.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh grrrrr eerrrrr grrrrrr oops there's a baby there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't worry, miriam was not harmed in the taking of this picture. that said look how ferocious i look!!!! grrrrrr! mom was taking pictures of miriam and us and then we just started PLAYING!!! she was kinda proud of this shot, she loves the look on miriam's face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsM61NKt9AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-F5jjqPralw/s1600-h/help+these+dogs+are+crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098983888855626754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsM61NKt9AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-F5jjqPralw/s400/help+these+dogs+are+crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; copper has to go home on monday. sad. we have tons of fun BUT mom doesn't pay much attention to us when miriam is awake. she tells us to go away! well mom, if you're sitting on the floor with miriam that is international dogspeak for "play with the dogs!" i don't care if you are playing with miram! we want to lick her face and we are SICK AND TIRED of being told NO when we try and help her play with her toys. really that's all we are doing! we aren't trying to take them away from her so WE can play with them. we are helping! i promise. so let us help already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098985585367708690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsM8X9Kt9BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SON3kpSu1e8/s400/08-15-07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;copper says, "is she coming home with me? i sure hope not! sorry hershey, see ya!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098985589662676002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsM8YNKt9CI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MX5SSEDUFqc/s400/08-15-07+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-186278993006044095?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/186278993006044095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=186278993006044095&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/186278993006044095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/186278993006044095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahhhh-grrrrr-eerrrrr-grrrrrr-oops.html' title='ahhhh grrrrr eerrrrr grrrrrr oops there&apos;s a baby there'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RsM61NKt9AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-F5jjqPralw/s72-c/help+these+dogs+are+crazy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-6730860560861876113</id><published>2007-08-10T08:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:37:50.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HULA horka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well dogfriends and girl girl, we have been busy i am sorry i have not posted about our joint dogventures! copper has been mopey cause he misses his mom a lot. but my mom and dad have been trying to love him a lot to help him feel better. so here are some notes about our fun times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well we have to stay in the bathroom when they leave the house. &lt;a href="http://ivypaws.blogspot.com/"&gt;ivy&lt;/a&gt;, here is another baby tip...when the people put the baby in the car seat that means they are leaving! we go and hide the second that mom goes near that thing! we do get a treat (or cookie as copper calls it) when we have to be imprisoned in there. its ok mom puts gives us lots of blankets so its comfy. but at night we have to go in copper's zip-up kennel. it looks like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.petsmart.com/media/ps/images/products/detail/large/May05/lg_9053_46c9f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;although his doesn't have that cool toy pocket (maybe copper needs a new kennel?) and oh oh oh i just noticed i &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; that rope toy in that picture! cool! well anyways we get locked...er zipped up and we sleep all night long in there. when we are at our people's homes we sleep in bed under the covers all cuddled up. but for some reason we get locked together away from the love and attention of our moms and dads whenever we are staying at each other's houses. i think it might have to do with the fact that we chase after nixon at his slightest movement and i guess they don't want us chasing him around in the middle of the night. whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, copper keeps getting in trouble for stealing miriam's toys and chewing on them. so far he hasn't done any destruction, he just won't learn i guess. i mean they are in the floor on her play mat just waiting for someone or somepuppy to play with them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and i did the horka on mom and dad's bed this morning after they got up. i don't know why i did it but it definately was a HULA move since mom is now washing ALL of the bedding from the comforter to the sheets and even the mattress pad. i rock!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-6730860560861876113?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/6730860560861876113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=6730860560861876113&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6730860560861876113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6730860560861876113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/08/hula-horka.html' title='HULA horka'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1696452092167900025</id><published>2007-08-06T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:52:40.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we are shy</title><content type='html'>well we are shy. yup shy. if we met any of you wonderful dogs or hamsters we would run and hide in a corner. yup we are lame. but we love each other! so we went to the richmond dachsie meetup this saturday. my mom and dad got miriam all ready and put us dogs in the car and we were ready for some fun! well as you can see by this video it didn't go so well. &lt;a href="http://tadpoleslifepond.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-fun-and-not-so-fun.html"&gt;tadpole &lt;/a&gt;had a similar experience except he actually walked around and smelled stuff. we stood behind mom and dad. and of course miriam was cranky, mom thought she might be getting a tooth, but she's not so sure anymore. gosh, they get teeth!? is she going to want to bite me? i sure hope not. by the way everydog and girl girl and especially &lt;a href="http://ivypaws.blogspot.com/"&gt;ivy&lt;/a&gt;, you are NOT allowed to run over babies. just thought i would let you know this little fact. if something needs to be barked at you need to run AROUND the baby laying on the floor on her playmat, no OVER her. cause you will hit her with your feets and then she wil cry and then the mom will NOT be happy. yeah copper did that. i did not, i am a good boy and i would never do that to miriam, but copper did! and he got in trouble. so watch this video and see how lame we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="VE_Player" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" width="320" height="260" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" scale="noscale" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/L9/25/11864321929jMqkNKaN6F9OKLvZVvM/&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true&amp;amp;allowFlash9Fullscreen=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed some water that mom brought cause it was HOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095691663279256514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RreIkdKt88I/AAAAAAAAAHc/W_CdOsKLKUI/s400/random+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these guys reminded us of &lt;a href="http://dashiesrule.blogspot.com/"&gt;the dachsies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095691689049060306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RreIl9Kt89I/AAAAAAAAAHk/iFC7qOou46o/s400/random+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we kinda met another long-haired dachsie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095691706228929506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RreIm9Kt8-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/TX2I2VabTFc/s400/random+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but we did have a good nap on mom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095691723408798706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RreIn9Kt8_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/l5-9n_NuLTg/s400/random+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1696452092167900025?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1696452092167900025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1696452092167900025&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1696452092167900025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1696452092167900025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-are-shy.html' title='we are shy'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RreIkdKt88I/AAAAAAAAAHc/W_CdOsKLKUI/s72-c/random+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4053612010282859280</id><published>2007-07-22T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:12:46.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a doglet saves the day</title><content type='html'>well this is an awesome story of a doglet who saves the day!! a side story about what a doglet is in case you are wondering. my dad grew up with big dogs and when he and mom got me he thought i was too small to be a real dog, since he only knew big dogs. so he called me a doglet. well this doglet is a super hero chihuahua!!! i promise i would protect miriam like this, really i would! and i know ivy would protect her little baby brother too, cause ivy is the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASONVILLE, Colo. - Zoey is a Chihuahua, but when a rattlesnake lunged at her owners’ 1-year-old grandson, she was a real bulldog.&lt;br /&gt;Booker West was splashing his hands in a birdbath in his grandparents’ northern Colorado back yard when the snake slithered up to the toddler, rattled and struck. Five-pound Zoey jumped in the way and took the bites.&lt;br /&gt;“She got in between Booker and the snake, and that’s when I heard her yipe,” Monty Long, the boy’s grandfather, said Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;The dog required treatment and for a time it appeared she might not survive. Now she prances about.&lt;br /&gt;“These little bitty dogs, they just don’t really get credit,” Booker’s grandma Denise Long told the Loveland Daily Reporter-Herald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray for doglets!! zoey needs a blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4053612010282859280?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4053612010282859280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4053612010282859280&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4053612010282859280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4053612010282859280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/doglet-saves-day.html' title='a doglet saves the day'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-9184459126294303618</id><published>2007-07-17T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:23:04.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we have FUN!</title><content type='html'>well here are some super fun videos of copper and i PLAYING!!! we have so much fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://update.videoegg.com/js/PlayerCustom.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language='javascript'&gt;var api = VE_getCustomPlayerAPI('1.0');api.embedPlayer('download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/AA/K6/1184809410aXG5X5014Xv36aFwhhmN/', 350, 330, false, '', 'videoegg', false, '', '');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://update.videoegg.com/js/PlayerCustom.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language='javascript'&gt;var api = VE_getCustomPlayerAPI('1.0');api.embedPlayer('download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/38/1H/1184809691cBtloWq1CXJv2dDF7PMI/', 350, 330, false, '', 'videoegg', false, '', '');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-9184459126294303618?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/9184459126294303618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=9184459126294303618&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/9184459126294303618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/9184459126294303618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/arriving-at-coppers-house-and-playing.html' title='we have FUN!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-14909326555044312</id><published>2007-07-13T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T09:52:10.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gooooooing to see copper!!!</title><content type='html'>hey everydog and girl girl! guess what time it is??? COPPER TIME!! dad is going on a big trip to france and since mom can't go :( she is going to GA to stay with copper's mom and my daddy's mom. i will be gone for 3 weeks!! and guess what guess what!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COPPER IS COMING HOME WITH ME!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, his mom and dad are going to visit the boy who used to be little and live with copper's mom (my mom's brother) and he's the one with 2 cats. so copper can't go, so he gets to come home with MEEEEE! and he just might stay for a WHOLE MONTH!! cause my mom and dad are going back to augusta in september for labor day, she we will take copper home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT AN ADVENTURE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will sit on the bed together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086677690478411074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCaLvevUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qv4wsJLSzXI/s400/mike+camera+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fight nixon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086677703363312978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCa7vevVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lu71ooDTPf8/s400/mike+camera+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sit on the sofa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086677707658280290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCbLvevWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1z_W1FeiOXk/s400/hilton+head+and+dogs+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take naps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086677729133116786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCcbvevXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/z-VFHJYmvyQ/s400/copper+and+hershey015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will NOT wear hats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086677737723051394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCc7vevYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZSdHc-31iUI/s400/Party+dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BUT WE WILL HAVE FUN!!!! (hatless fun)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-14909326555044312?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/14909326555044312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=14909326555044312&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/14909326555044312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/14909326555044312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/gooooooing-to-see-copper.html' title='gooooooing to see copper!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpeCaLvevUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qv4wsJLSzXI/s72-c/mike+camera+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3430188560999600754</id><published>2007-07-10T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:08:36.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>introductions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7593/462696453647356/240/z/416526/gse_multipart13817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7593/462696453647356/240/z/416526/gse_multipart13817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well everydog and girl girl...i would like to introduce you to a new friend of mine! her name is &lt;a href="http://maggiethedachshund.blogspot.com/"&gt;maggie &lt;/a&gt;and she is a baby mini dachshund. she is only 10 weeks old! i told her she should start a blog, so she did! please go visit her and make her feel welcome she is sooooo cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since her mom works with my dad, her mom goes on long trips around the world like my dad so when her mom goes on trips she gets to stay with me! i really liked her, i wanted to play with her SO BAD!! but she was so small mom thought i was going to clobber her. oh, and if my last &lt;a href="http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/asymmetry.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;didn't show the toy injustice in my life, mom gave maggie two of my toys!!! she said i had two identical balls and two identical rope toys so she gave her one of each. (mom secretly told me after reading all your comments she has decided to give me one her toys!!!! she hasn't decided which one yet though) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! stay tuned &lt;a href="http://maggiethedachshund.blogspot.com/"&gt;maggie &lt;/a&gt;will have a video of our meeting soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3430188560999600754?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3430188560999600754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3430188560999600754&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3430188560999600754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3430188560999600754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/introductions.html' title='introductions!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-587412792773122832</id><published>2007-07-09T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:52:26.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>asymmetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpKRixwCqYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vkx3m-hrf6U/s1600-h/toys+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085286955911129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpKRixwCqYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vkx3m-hrf6U/s400/toys+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would like to draw your attention to a little bit of asymmetry in my life. on the left you will see miriam's vast quantity of stuffed toys and on the right you will see my paltry collection. i think this is a huge injustice! most of her toys squeak or rattle or make cool crunchy noises and some even play songs! half of mine squeak but i made the decision to stop their squeaking through a series of delicate operations. miriams toys are singing a siren's song to me, i hear their song at night. they call, "heeeeersheeeeeeeey...come chew on meeeeee...i need a tuuuuuummy tuck" its more than i can bear! (haha...i made a pun!) anyways, i need more toys! something is wrong here. i think mom should let us share! i mean she doesn't DO anything with them right now anyways! and by the time she is old enough to really play with them i will have redecorated them to her liking. i am sure she will appreciate the dismemberments, decapitations, and various plastic surgeries i will perform on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-587412792773122832?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/587412792773122832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=587412792773122832&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/587412792773122832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/587412792773122832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/asymmetry.html' title='asymmetry'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RpKRixwCqYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vkx3m-hrf6U/s72-c/toys+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4465853825876349619</id><published>2007-07-04T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:17:50.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lots to blog about...but no pictures!</title><content type='html'>well there has been a lot of stuff going on lately and mom has taken pictures BUT she has lost the cable to the camera and she needs dad to bring his work computer home so she can use the memory card slot that he has. so dad, i know you read my blog...bring your computer home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there are lots of bunnies in my yard! i saw one eating the weeds on my gravel driveway today. dad said, "eat away little bunny!" and i said, "GET OUT OF MY YARD!!" mom said, "awww, its soooo cute!" and nixon said, "whatever...i'm going to take a nap on top of the cabinet" and miriam said, "goooo-oooo-waaaa-ahhh!" yeah, she can't talk at all! she just makes lots of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today there were HUGE buzzards right next to my yard! there is a wooded lot next to my house and some stupid person dumped a whole bunch of dead rotting fish in it right next to the road! how stupid and stinky! so there were 4 GIANT ugly buzzards eating those dead fish. mom and dad were disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight there are lots of neighbors making boomy noises. i'm not paying much attention to them. but they are annoying. mom says if they wake miriam up she might hurt them, what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copper sent me my presents from luckie! i looooved my toy and my tasty "singaporian" treats, i call him panda bear. see luckie calls her's mr. brown bear. well i already have a toy called &lt;a href="http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/oooohhhh-nooooooo.html"&gt;brown bear&lt;/a&gt;. so my present needed a new name, so he is panda bear. i take him to sleep with me, i sleep with mom and dad and nixon joins us sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and everyday mom does these wierd things on the floor. she stretches and sits up and rolls over and lifts her legs. what is she doing, i mean she's lifting her legs and stuff but she's not going business i think. i tried to lay down next to her the other day and she told me to go away, she said she needed to fit into her pre-baby jeans. again, what is she talking about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4465853825876349619?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4465853825876349619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4465853825876349619&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4465853825876349619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4465853825876349619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/07/lots-to-blog-aboutbut-no-pictures.html' title='lots to blog about...but no pictures!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-7614931183609867508</id><published>2007-06-24T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:16:26.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>now dad is the hero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet ellie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079719516852127330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rn7J_LCXBmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WGlE81nvXE0/s400/DOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;last night my dad was coming home from the store and he saw a dog almost get hit by a car. he felt that something wasn't right about this dog wandering down the street. so he stopped and was going to check her collar and call her owners. well she didn't have a tag on her collar! so he brought her home. he said he wasn't quite sure what he was going to do with her when he got home, he just knew he couldn't leave her out there. (oh, and by the way i never got to meet ellie, i hardly knew any of this was going on, i just knew mom and dad smelled like another dog!) well since the humane society and the animal shelter are closed at night and on the weekends, they decided to keep her over night cause dad found her at about 8. well they sat outside with her on my tie-out and petted her and talked over what to do. they didn't want to chance that she was a dog that roamed around and to take her back to where he found her. they didn't want to keep her in the house cause they didn't know if she was an outside dog or and inside dog or if she had fleas, would chew up stuff and plus my kennel was too small for her. so they took some big stuff out of the shed and ran a light in there and made a bed for her with towels and gave her food and water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they knew someone loved her cause she had a really pretty collar and she was soooooo friendly! so this morning they got up reeeeallly early and took pictures of her and made a found dog poster. and so they put her on my tie-out in the back yard where there was some shade and nice grass. well they went to go put posters up but not 3 houses down they saw a lost dog poster! it was for her! her name is ellie and there was a reward. well mom and dad didn't want the reward but ellie's dad insisted. mom called and said "we have ellie!!" and ellie's mom was soooooo happy, ellie only lived to streets over! the dad said it was the first time she ever got out of the yard! and that she would have a tag TODAY! so its a happy ending!!! and a lesson to always have a tag with your information or a chip like nixon has!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-7614931183609867508?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/7614931183609867508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=7614931183609867508&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7614931183609867508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7614931183609867508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-dad-is-hero.html' title='now dad is the hero!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rn7J_LCXBmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WGlE81nvXE0/s72-c/DOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3672154783279580145</id><published>2007-06-11T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:37:12.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my secretary revealed...do you dare reveal yours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;my secretary (mom) has built up the guts to reveal herself. she would like to ask if you dare reveal your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;secretaries&lt;/span&gt;?? she says as she helps me read all the blogs that she always wonders who your secretaries are. what do you look like, what kind of jobs to you do, do your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;secretaries&lt;/span&gt; have non-fur babies? we all know what ivy's randy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lindsay&lt;/span&gt; look like and we hear your voices in your videos and see your headless bodies in pictures...so do you dare reveal yourselves! i dare you! so here is the lowdown on my mom and dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kirsten&lt;/span&gt; and she obviously just had a baby (cause i talk about the baby a lot, believe me she is the new star around here!) she used to be a middle and high school art teacher when we lived in GA last year. she now stays home with me and the baby. her mom is copper's mom if you didn't know that either. mom is showing skinny pictures of her cause she thinks she's fat...but she did JUST have a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's name is mike and he is a reporter and writes about people all over the world, that's why he travels to far and distant lands like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suriname&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lebanon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;turkenistan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;azerbaijan&lt;/span&gt;, turkey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thailand&lt;/span&gt;, and soon to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt; and the french riviera (yeah, he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;roughin&lt;/span&gt;' it for that trip!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074907671716890178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rm2xo7CXBkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ghofFK22bPU/s400/mike+and+i+big.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074907667421922866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="285" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rm2xorCXBjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tH3Q-AKBptk/s400/mike+and+kirsten+schueler+wedding+photo.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so who are your secretaries? and what do they look like? do you dare? you know your curious about everyone else?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3672154783279580145?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3672154783279580145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3672154783279580145&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3672154783279580145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3672154783279580145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-secretary-mom-has-built-up-guts-to.html' title='my secretary revealed...do you dare reveal yours?'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rm2xo7CXBkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ghofFK22bPU/s72-c/mike+and+i+big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4264675091483249848</id><published>2007-06-01T11:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T17:11:01.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well hana, copper, and luckie showed us where they live so i thought since my sectretary, mom, is free (cause the baby is sleeping) i would show you where i live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my house, i moved here february of last year (the big flat stones are from my dad trying out where a new sidewalk would go, he has since decided to postpone that project, he has lots of yard projects!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1158/525300484_507554e2cd.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; these are some pretty flowers on my front porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1020/525300452_102af3c625.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this...is nixon...he likes to site by the front window&lt;a href="http://images.kodakgallery.com/photos2045/1/31/42/95/61/6/661954231108_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1001/525300562_d8d1060572.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the big bed i sleep in at night (and during the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1020/525374221_844cb116c8.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; this is me and copper sitting on my big bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1083/525300406_11504ad536.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is me and copper attacking nixon on the big bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071185862847548098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RmB4rIkCysI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mTQ13k-hgDo/s400/mike+camera+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is my dad's desk, you can usually find nixon up here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1012/525374183_ef5c828693.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; this is my living room, mom and dad like my big fireplace, and that is the chair that i sit on the back of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1028/525374239_9994da1849.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; these are the ceramic birds that sit by the back of the sofa, mom likes birds, she bought these in thailand and can you see my toy bin at the bottom left of the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/525374209_6a369b5699.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, this is my kitchen bed and as you can see nixon is in it! sometimes he steals it from me and i have to take it back! but i let him have it this time because i wanted the sun spot and mom gave me a towel to lay on cause she felt sorry for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071185875732450002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RmB4r4kCytI/AAAAAAAAAFo/c3Xi0LZ4MRU/s400/new+camera+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i hope you enjoyed the tour of my house, i like it, its small like me and it has lots of sun spots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4264675091483249848?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4264675091483249848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4264675091483249848&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4264675091483249848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4264675091483249848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-house.html' title='my house'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RmB4rIkCysI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mTQ13k-hgDo/s72-c/mike+camera+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2744405849940128629</id><published>2007-05-26T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T17:44:54.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how you subdue a cat!</title><content type='html'>well everydog and girl girl, this is how you fight a cat! this is an example of how nixon and i play fight all the time. i usually win as you will see! enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i don't know why the beginning of the video looks funny, i used quicktime to edit, anyone know what happened?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOhLzmzlO1M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOhLzmzlO1M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2744405849940128629?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2744405849940128629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2744405849940128629&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2744405849940128629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2744405849940128629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-how-you-subdue-cat.html' title='this is how you subdue a cat!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5475430832099495987</id><published>2007-05-14T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:59:06.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i will miss you fufu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OBCprdLoENk/Rj6VhP9uNnI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Bq-hRqQyNAQ/s400/camer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OBCprdLoENk/Rj6VhP9uNnI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Bq-hRqQyNAQ/s400/camer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fufu...you were the coolest hamsterrier ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will all miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are so special to all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5475430832099495987?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5475430832099495987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5475430832099495987&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5475430832099495987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5475430832099495987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-miss-you-fufu.html' title='i will miss you fufu...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OBCprdLoENk/Rj6VhP9uNnI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Bq-hRqQyNAQ/s72-c/camer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4291301867521681780</id><published>2007-05-08T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:46:05.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it is so NOT about me anymore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b7db22b3127cce98548a222b0a00000017100AaM27dq3YtWLg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b7db22b3127cce98548a222b0a00000017100AaM27dq3YtWLg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well everydog and fufu...it is SO not about me anymore! i don't get let out as soon as i want to, i have to learn to wait. i don't get my breakfast and dinner at consistant times that i demand. and between you and me they have forgotten my breakfast a couple times! i still get hugs and kisses but they are on the decline. and i still get to sleep in mom and dad's bed but sometimes i have to share the bed with the baby. OH and copper, i am not speaking to you right now because you did not come to help ME after the baby came. i need help too! i need help to get their attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have to say that aside from not getting as much attention anymore, they still love me. mom still holds me and says i'm a good boy and that she loves me. dad takes me outside to hang out with him in the yard and i still get to sit on top of the couch cushions. and the baby isn't that bad. she makes some cool smells and i like to protect her from nixon. nixon likes to smell her and i usually chase him away. i think i might like her. i'll keep her. but she needs to stop being so LOUD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db29b3127cce8439ef85668600000026100AaM27dq3YtWLg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b7db25b3127cce98548a03e11700000017100AaM27dq3YtWLg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db29b3127cce8439ef9b669800000026100AaM27dq3YtWLg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4291301867521681780?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4291301867521681780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4291301867521681780&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4291301867521681780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4291301867521681780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-is-so-not-about-me-anymore.html' title='it is so NOT about me anymore!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5290197398811313600</id><published>2007-04-21T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:36:39.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vote for copper! and baby business</title><content type='html'>go over and vote for &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com"&gt;copper &lt;/a&gt;for blog of the month!! i did...but of course he is my best friend! so i am a bit biased...&lt;a href="http://dogswithblogs.com.au/bonezone/viewtopic.php?t=426"&gt;vote here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on another note...the baby will be here on thursday (unless it comes on its own earlier). mom is getting induced. i will try and post a picture of the baby once it is here, but my auntie elizabeth (daddy's sister) will be taking care of me and i don't think she will want to take time to be my blog helper cause she will be playing with the new baby lots! copper's mom will be here (copper will NOT and i am MAD!) and maybe she can blog for me. but...if you want to check out my&lt;a href="http://mikeandkirstenschueler.blogspot.com"&gt; dad's blog &lt;/a&gt;he will be posting pictures for all to see...and you can see my mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will be taking a little break from blogging for a week or two. don't worry i will be back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5290197398811313600?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5290197398811313600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5290197398811313600&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5290197398811313600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5290197398811313600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/04/vote-for-copper-and-baby-business.html' title='vote for copper! and baby business'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-160835716194562386</id><published>2007-04-11T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T10:47:55.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PORK from heaven!...or...i love nixon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deliciousdelicious.com/archives/pork%20tenderloin%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.deliciousdelicious.com/archives/pork%20tenderloin%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom made a pork tenderlion for dinner last night! yum! you wonder how i knew how it tasted, huh? well its cause i got a HUGE piece! yup! i got a big slice of teriyaki pork tenderloin! well as you know i am very short, not at all tall enough to counter surf like the huskies. plus my parents never ever give me people food. well, maybe a tiny bit if something falls on the floor but never on purpose. so last night mom and dad served their plates and went to the living room to eat. mom went back in the kitchen to get some more lemonade and there was a big piece of tenderloin on the kitchen floor! she knew that nixon had pushed it off onto the floor cause cats can jump high up and stuff. i guess he was trying to eat the pork but realized it was too much for his tiny mouth! he had done it once before with some chicken, but he doesn't do it enough that mom and dad even think to protect the stuff on the counters. well i was following right after mom as i always do and BAM i got the meat before she could even stop me!! i WIN!! i WIN!! mom couldn't get it from my mouth fast enough. oooh it was sooooo yummy! dad was worried i would hork it up since i had never had such rich and wonderful food! but i have held it well! i'm sure my tummy was rejoicing with porky goodness! nixon might be annoying but he is currently my hero! i'll let him stay around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-160835716194562386?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/160835716194562386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=160835716194562386&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/160835716194562386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/160835716194562386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/04/pork-from-heavenori-love-nixon.html' title='PORK from heaven!...or...i love nixon!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2977908543106056070</id><published>2007-03-30T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:54:52.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hershey schueler grocery inspector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rg2T_7504_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/61OVOsTjpgI/s1600-h/new+camera+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047853483973469170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rg2T_7504_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/61OVOsTjpgI/s400/new+camera+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rg2UAb505AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZrZn_2N0R1I/s1600-h/new+camera+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047853492563403778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rg2UAb505AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZrZn_2N0R1I/s400/new+camera+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my name is hershey schueler and i am a certified grocery inspector! i loooooove grocery day! i always make sure the groceries are in good condition and safe to eat. and i am a good helper because i don't eat anything i just used my highly honed smelling skills to check everything out. i love to smell the meat, cheese, milk, eggs, ice cream, cans, juice, everything! so many wonderful smells! i will admit that sometimes i lick the meat packages, (yummy) but mom doesn't mind cause she says she is going to cook it so no harm. do you guys and gals get to inspect your groceries!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2977908543106056070?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2977908543106056070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2977908543106056070&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2977908543106056070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2977908543106056070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/hershey-schueler-grocery-inspector.html' title='hershey schueler grocery inspector'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rg2T_7504_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/61OVOsTjpgI/s72-c/new+camera+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5885771598244038481</id><published>2007-03-27T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:30:32.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE ME ALONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RglwK_1Fv1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Loj9JAsnXRQ/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RglwLf1Fv2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/My5C7EzGR6Y/s1600-h/new+camera+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046688200270397282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RglwLf1Fv2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/My5C7EzGR6Y/s400/new+camera+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have had enough! enough i said! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, i like to sleep in mom and dad's big queen sized bed during the day. they don't make the bed very often and even if they did i can still get under the covers. us dachsies like to burrow and love to be covered up! i mean we were bred to go in tunnels and chase badgers! well i take all my naps in the bed under the covers, i love it! and since mom is hard to cuddle with on the sofa cause she has 4 more weeks til she has the baby (she's HUGE). i just go get their bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ok, i love the bed, well mom and dad like to go pet me and give me kisses cause i get really cute when i'm all sleepy and warm in the bed. i love the attention but...i have had enough of them taking me out of the bed! last night dad wanted me to sit with him in his big chair and i was in the bed. so he came in and had the audacity to pick me up! i was comfy and cozy so i growled at him!! grrrrr! well he thought it was shocking but kinda laughed it off cause he wasn't really sure i growled he though maybe i had grunted (which i do a lot too) and mom didn't hear me so dad shugged it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well this morning mom had to leave the house to go to a baby shower (i guess they give babies baths at these things, whatever) and she went to go get me out of the bed and put me in the kennel and i growled at her when she started to pick me up! she didn't like it and i got yelled at! she said, "NO, you do not growl at me!" i think i even got a swift pop on my bottom. mom said she was sorry about that, it was a reaction. but i wanted her to leave me alone in my soft warm bed!!!! mom said i am getting a little bit too independent and big for my britches! i don't have any britches, i don't know what she means?! anyways, i have had ENOUGH! grrrrrrrrrr.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5885771598244038481?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5885771598244038481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5885771598244038481&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5885771598244038481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5885771598244038481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/leave-me-alone.html' title='LEAVE ME ALONE!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RglwLf1Fv2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/My5C7EzGR6Y/s72-c/new+camera+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1120941540193436607</id><published>2007-03-14T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:31:56.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mom's good deed</title><content type='html'>well i alerted mom to an emergency today and she took action!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nixon and i were looking out the open window today (its so pretty and sunny here today!) and we saw two dogs running through our yard. nixon can sit in the window while i have to sit on the back of the sofa, sometimes i wish i could jump like nixon! well anyways nixon started meowing and meowing and i started barking and barking! mom thought maybe it was the ups man bringing her a package she is expecting but no it was two dogs! well she looked out the window and saw one skinny black lab and one shaggy golden retriever. the golden was not putting pressure on one of his back legs and was hopping around. it didn't look normal. so she ran to get a treat...from MY treat jar no less! and then grabbed her cellphone and MY leash! she ran outside and whistled for the dogs and they came running to her. they were all wet and dirty and the golden still wasn't putting weight its back leg. just then mom saw a lady walking down the street and mom asked her to help her hold the dog while she looked at its collar. so mom called the number on the collar and gave them MY treat and put MY leash on the golden. a lady answered the phone and said she had been driving around looking for her dogs for about 30 minutes. she said another lady had corralled them in her backyard but they escaped. so its a good thing my mom used a leash. well the walking lady went into her house to get another leash for the black dog and mom and the walking lady walked the dogs to the corner of the street to meet the dog's mom. when the dog's mom showed up she didn't seem really worried about her dog's leg. but she was happy to see them, she said they get out all the time and they have both been hit by cars before! it broke mom's heart. the dog's had walked about a mile and were very dirty and wet. mom wanted to ask if she was going to take the dog to the vet, cause she got the impression she might not, but she didn't ask. pray that this dog is ok and gets to see a vet. it wasn't bleeding, but it was definately hurt. i know that if my mom had found me like that she would have immediately taken me to the vet! she also would have made sure i had a secure yard. some people don't love us dogs like they should. sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1120941540193436607?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1120941540193436607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1120941540193436607&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1120941540193436607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1120941540193436607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/moms-good-deed.html' title='mom&apos;s good deed'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5089961862542943286</id><published>2007-03-12T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:08:11.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lookie lookie what hana sent me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hanathedog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041190944695966722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RfXodG-E3AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rkFFV2XgaNI/s400/new+camera+224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; hana&lt;/a&gt; sent me a ribbon necklace!!! it matches me perfectly and fits just right! hana's mom bought a painting from my mom and she sent her payment AND a necklace!!! i smelled and smelled and smelled the envelope. hana must have rolled on it cause i sure smelled her! mom opened the envelope and inside was a very handsome manly necklace and a letter from hana too! i scratched at it a bit when i first put it on but then i didn't mind it. and i even sat nice for the camera! i got a bath yesterday so i look a little fluffy. but i think i look good enough to be in hana's &lt;a href="http://hanathedog.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-make-ribbon-necklacecollar.html"&gt;fashion show&lt;/a&gt;! and yes i am sitting on the arm of the sofa. mom calls me billy goat or spider man sometimes. &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com"&gt;copper&lt;/a&gt;'s mom thinks that i think i am a cat cause i climb on things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5089961862542943286?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5089961862542943286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5089961862542943286&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5089961862542943286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5089961862542943286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/lookie-lookie-what-hana-sent-me.html' title='lookie lookie what hana sent me!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RfXodG-E3AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rkFFV2XgaNI/s72-c/new+camera+224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-273977368560844253</id><published>2007-03-12T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T10:06:39.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mom, charge your camera!!</title><content type='html'>i am sorry i have not posted in a while. mom is having her baby in like less than 7 weeks! and as a result she doesn't always feel like helping me get my thoughts out. she says she feels really BIG! and copper was here and i kinda helped him blog. well copper is gone, he went home. i miss him. but i am SO glad to have my dad home! see my daddy goes on these long 2 week business trips around the world. this time he went to tie-land. i have been cuddling with him as much as i can. i love my dad and i miss him when he is gone. but this time i got to spend LOTS of time with copper and that helped a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday i went to &lt;a href="http://www.rrpfoundation.org/FriendsBarkerField/"&gt;barker field&lt;/a&gt;, its a dog park here in richmond. i am not so sure how i feel about it. mom and dad wanted to get out of the house and the weather was so gorgeous! so they thought about the dog park.&lt;br /&gt;well when i have been to the dog park it was for dachsie meetup and it was at another smaller dog park and there were all dachsies there. i kinda liked it. i was very shy and didn't quite know how to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad want me to like dog parks, they think it is good for me. well they wanted to try a different dog park since the dachsie meetups kinda stopped since it has been so cold! well they drove over to the park and they crested a hill and saw it in the distance and were AMAZED at how many dogs were there!! there were TONS of dogs and they were all BIG!! i am quite small at about 10 pounds. they weren't too happy to see SO many BIG dogs. they knew i wouldn't last. big dogs are great (my dad grew up with big dogs) but you big dogs play "bigger" than us little dogs, which can scare some little dogs like me. mom told dad just to drive through the parking lot and take a look at the park. and all of the sudden they saw the little dog area! so they decided to park the car and take me in. well, i was a bit scared and didn't want to go in! mom carried me in and kept me on my leash for a while. once i seemed to want to wander off a little she took my leash off. i tried to smell some mini-pinchers and chihuahuas but they smelled me and instantly wanted to play! and that scared me a bit. i ran right back between mom's legs. there was another dachsie there and she was crazy! she had so much fun running and running and running and playing with everyone. mom told me i should watch her.&lt;br /&gt;(oh, mom tried to introduce me to a cute little king charles cavelier puppy named mr. darcy-mom thought he was ADORABLE and loved his name a bunch! he was ok)&lt;br /&gt;so they say they are going to take me back to the dog park often and maybe i will start to really like it. we will see. copper and i talked about going to the park but when he was here it was COLD and our moms didn't want to stand in the cold and all copper and i wanted to do was sleep under blankets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the park mom and dad took me to another park called byrd park and walked around a pond filled with canadian geese. i don't care about geese, they don't phase me. i watched them a little but they are in the water and i don't like swimming so i don't care about geese. but geese candy smells interesting but i didn't feel like tasting it. i liked the walk a bunch cause it was just me and mom and dad and i love them!  i met another dacshund and he had a t-shirt on! i was not sure about him, he smelled funny i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after ALL that mom didn't take her camera cause the batteries were dead. so no pictures to show you. mom says she is sorry. i will make her charge her batteries so i can blog with pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-273977368560844253?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/273977368560844253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=273977368560844253&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/273977368560844253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/273977368560844253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/mom-charge-your-camera.html' title='mom, charge your camera!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4026682872528870239</id><published>2007-03-01T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:31:06.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>food just for me! and shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lookie what my mom saw in the petsmart flyer! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/data_root/Images/Breedsmart/images/mainImage_Dachshund.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;its food just for &lt;a href="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/jsp/Euk_Page.jsp?pageID=BSF&amp;brid=dac"&gt;dachshunds&lt;/a&gt;!!! how COOL! they also have food for &lt;a href="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/jsp/Euk_Page.jsp?pageID=BSF"&gt;labs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/jsp/Euk_Page.jsp?pageID=BSF&amp;amp;brid=box"&gt;boxers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/jsp/Euk_Page.jsp?pageID=BSF&amp;brid=ger"&gt;german shepherds&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://us.eukanuba.com/eukanuba/en_US/jsp/Euk_Page.jsp?pageID=BSF&amp;amp;brid=yor"&gt;yorkies&lt;/a&gt;! the foods are also good for breeds that are similar to each of these. my mom is going to email miss cindy (our vet) and ask her what she thinks. cause we all know its good to ask your vet about what to feed you. right now i have to eat "i'm on a diet prescription food" but as soon as i lose the weight (2 pounds!) i can eat regular food again. so maybe if miss cindy says its ok i can try this cool stuff! it says it has stuff for my back, cause us dachsies can have back troubles, and stuff for my skin, my skin is ok, but copper's is real itchy. so maybe this will help him! oh and since dachsies can get chunky after we are "fixed" it has stuff to help us not gain weight and put pressure on our backs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on another note...copper and i are going to &lt;a href="http://www.fin-feather.com/"&gt;fin &amp; feather&lt;/a&gt; today! its a pet store that is about 1 mile from my house! they sell all kinds of pet stuff including fish, birds, ferrets, hamsters (like fufu), snakes, lizards, and they even have puppies!!! don't worry the puppies are from very nice breeders and not puppy mills. in fact the store has a bunch of literature about puppy mills and why they are so bad bad bad! so this is a nice store to buy a puppy from. they usually have yorkies and small dogs. it is the best store to go and SMELL! so many animals to say hi to and next door is a vet and mom is going to weigh me and see if i lost any lbs on my diet so far. we also may go to petsmart! AND later in the week we will go to the MALL!!  yes there is a mall here in richmond that you can take your dog to! its called &lt;a href="http://www.shopstonypoint.com/"&gt;stony point &lt;/a&gt;and its an outdoor mall and they have a &lt;a href="http://www.threedog.com/"&gt;three dog bakery&lt;/a&gt; there! they also have doggie watering stations and the stores that let dogs in (almost all of them, except the BIG stores and restaurants) have little signs in the windows with a dog on it so you know its ok. stores like gap, anthropologie, restoration hardware, brooks brothers, etc let dogs in (its a fancy mall with expensive stores) but our moms just like to walk around with us and go to the dog bakery! i love to go shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4026682872528870239?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4026682872528870239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4026682872528870239&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4026682872528870239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4026682872528870239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-just-for-me-and-shopping.html' title='food just for me! and shopping!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5041682572791008378</id><published>2007-02-23T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:01:06.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tasty cat cuisine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rd-bOkfNsiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/px4xqOlAf-I/s1600-h/mike+camera+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034913583038575138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rd-bOkfNsiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/px4xqOlAf-I/s400/mike+camera+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i understand very well how evil and useless cats are. i live with one and he is very conceited and proud and not much fun unless i am attacking him. well anyways...they might be worthless but sure they make some great candy! did you know this?! i had never tried cat candy since dad makes sure i can't get to nixon's candy. well i discovered that cat candy is awesome! i found some today while i was going to the car to go on a car ride. mom doesn't make me wear my leash when we go on a car ride cause i run right to the car and jump right in. well along the way i found some fabulous cat candy! and ooohhh is it tasty! dad went to go get me cause i was not coming when i was called which is unusual. i was licking my mouth and when dad picked me up he said, "Good night Hershey your mouth stinks! What did you eat.....*snif*snif* ooohhh Gosh! I know what you ate!" Mom wished she could wash my mouth out. Nixon even gave me a good mouth snif when I came in. So in conclusion, cat candy is awesomely tasty, but your people will not want your kisses for a good long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5041682572791008378?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5041682572791008378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5041682572791008378&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5041682572791008378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5041682572791008378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/tasty-cat-cuisine.html' title='tasty cat cuisine'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rd-bOkfNsiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/px4xqOlAf-I/s72-c/mike+camera+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2580402086836610147</id><published>2007-02-21T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T20:30:50.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look what i got my birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>lookie lookie what i got for my birthday!!!!!! i love it! i can go on long walks with the wind in my hair! don't you just love it! even though i got it on my birthday i still have a sneaking feeling that its for the baby. but you know i look cute in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034164480612610578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rdzx7EfNshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X1vrfvu5WnM/s400/hersheyinstroller+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2580402086836610147?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2580402086836610147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2580402086836610147&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2580402086836610147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2580402086836610147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/look-what-i-got-my-birthday.html' title='look what i got my birthday!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rdzx7EfNshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X1vrfvu5WnM/s72-c/hersheyinstroller+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-7281167755960993586</id><published>2007-02-19T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:12:24.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is my BIRTHDAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RdpmpkfNsgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x2XijqvohHk/s1600-h/copyofDSC00398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033448397895217666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RdpmpkfNsgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x2XijqvohHk/s400/copyofDSC00398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is me on my 1st birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i sure hope i don't have a 2nd birthday HAT!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah for me! tomorrow is my birthday and i will be 2 years old! a whole 2 years! i will celebrate it more when copper comes to see me next monday! maybe we can go to brewsters and get a doggy cup of ice cream! i sure hope brewsters in richmond does doggy ice cream like brewsters in augusta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only bad thing about my birthday is that my mommy and daddy will be gone ALL DAY! dad of course is going to work, but mom (who now works at home and spends LOTS of time with me, she only leaves for like 3 hours at a time) is going to be gone ALL DAY! she is going to take care of a 8 week old baby and she has to leave at 6:30 in the morning and won't be home til 5! she says she is going to come back to the house to see me since the baby lives like 6 houses down the street. but tomorrow is my birthday and i will be all alone in my kennel! what a lame birthday! but that's ok cause copper is coming and he will be here for 9 days!!! we will play and run and bounce on mom's bed, and sleep and eat yummy things and go to the park and eat doggy ice cream! i love copper! so maybe that will make up for my stinky birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and how's this for my lame mom...she couldn't remember exactly when my birthday was so she had to look it up on my breeder's &lt;a href="http://wbykennel.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;! so while mom and dad were watching "24" she looked it up and said, "oh my gosh, hershey, your birthday is tomorrow!!" pretty bad for a mom who is about to have a baby! i hope she forgets its birthday until the day before!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-7281167755960993586?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/7281167755960993586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=7281167755960993586&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7281167755960993586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7281167755960993586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/tomorrow-is-my-birthday.html' title='Tomorrow is my BIRTHDAY!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RdpmpkfNsgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x2XijqvohHk/s72-c/copyofDSC00398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-8638201262210340912</id><published>2007-02-13T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:21:06.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for ivy...and my bad weekend!</title><content type='html'>ivy, i thought you would appreciate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031192711721490770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RdJjHWqxmVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KSz5jq27-MA/s400/getfuzzy20183271070213.gif" border="0" /&gt;in other news... i am on a DIET!!!! yeah i went to see miss cindy (copper's next door neighbor vet) on saturday in augusta. my mom had been thinking that i looked "chunky" lately and my dad said he thought i looked fine. well mom is RIGHT miss cindy said i need to lose 2 pounds!! well when you only weight 11.5 pounds thats A LOT!! so i am on this new food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://www.purinaveterinarydiets.com/resources/products/dog/Dog_om_pkg.png" border="0" /&gt; its prescription doggie food for overweight management!!!! i can't believe i am overweight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i had a HORRIBLE experience at the vet! they took me away from my mom (cause i am super protective of my mom, cause she's pregnant and all, and miss cindy knew it would be best to do all the shots, etc without mom there) well i did some embarrassingly stinky stuff (use your imagination) and they had to use a muzzle on me! don't worry miss cindy is the best vet ever and she knew that a loose muzzle would make me kinda calm down, cause i wanted to nip and bite them! i'm such a bad boy aren't i?! and on top of everything nixon was PERFECT at the vet!! we go at the same time for our yearly stuff, just easier that way i guess. well he is the perfect weight AND he didn't whine or complain the ENTIRE time!!! he's such a goodie goodie! he makes me sick! so needless to say I embarrased mom and nixon made her proud...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh AND i didn't get anything at the &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com/2007/02/hershey-is-coming-for-baby-shower.html"&gt;baby shower&lt;/a&gt;! apparently babies need stuffed animals too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-8638201262210340912?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/8638201262210340912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=8638201262210340912&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8638201262210340912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8638201262210340912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-ivy.html' title='for ivy...and my bad weekend!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RdJjHWqxmVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KSz5jq27-MA/s72-c/getfuzzy20183271070213.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-557711838885002092</id><published>2007-02-06T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:45:53.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how to hug a baby</title><content type='html'>my mom got this email from someone, its instructions on how to hug a baby! they thought this might help me when the baby comes. this dog does a really good job of being nice to this baby. it is also about 20 times bigger than me so i think i should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first spy a baby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028615335193372610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7AS5IZ8I/AAAAAAAAADE/smKLssCeL2g/s320/baby+hug+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Second, be sure that the object you spied was indeed a baby by employing classic sniffing techniques. If you smell baby powder and the wonderful aroma of wet diapers this is indeed a baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028615906424022994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7hi5IZ9I/AAAAAAAAADM/_AAheY5gM2U/s320/baby+hug+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next you will need to flatten the baby before actually beginning the hugging process. **Note: The added slobber should help in future steps by making the "paw slide" easier.??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028615906424023010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7hi5IZ-I/AAAAAAAAADU/QLJC09ktdwM/s320/baby+hug+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The "paw slide" - Simply slide paws around baby and prepare for possible close-up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028615910718990322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7hy5IZ_I/AAAAAAAAADc/HjiDFfg0U90/s320/baby+hug+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, if a camera is present, you will need to execute the difficult and patented "hug, smile, and lean" so as to achieve the best photo quality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028615910718990338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7hy5IaAI/AAAAAAAAADk/LQjkYa_ZqSk/s320/baby+hug+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you can successfully execute this cute move your people will definately love you and give you lots of treats, and then probably ask you to do it over and over again to show all their friends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-557711838885002092?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/557711838885002092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=557711838885002092&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/557711838885002092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/557711838885002092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-to-hug-baby.html' title='how to hug a baby'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/Rck7AS5IZ8I/AAAAAAAAADE/smKLssCeL2g/s72-c/baby+hug+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4628582249457683601</id><published>2007-02-04T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:17:13.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs the Colts and the Bears?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kollegedaily.typepad.com/product_shop_nyc/images/puppybowl_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://kollegedaily.typepad.com/product_shop_nyc/images/puppybowl_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who needs horses and bears when we have PUPPY BOWL!!! don't forget to have your people turn on puppy bowl for you in the other room while they watch their big game! oh, and don't forget the kitty half time show, cats are so stupid (at least mine is!). and mayeb get your people to make you some snacks like they get to eat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4628582249457683601?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4628582249457683601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4628582249457683601&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4628582249457683601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4628582249457683601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-needs-colts-and-bears.html' title='Who needs the Colts and the Bears?!?!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1126524094189011834</id><published>2007-01-27T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T12:18:57.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>clean clean kitty...</title><content type='html'>everyone remember my blog about the &lt;a href="http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/what.html"&gt;pet washing machine&lt;/a&gt;?.....enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everydog and fufu, if you own a cat please make them leave the room while you watch this with uproarious laughter! (my mom and dad laughed so hard they cried and while saying ooh that poor cat, HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! poor kitty HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!) they didn't seem to be able to make up their minds if it was the FUNNIEST thing they had ever seen or they felt sorry for the poor thing! well i think its AWESEOME!!! and this cat looks like my nixon too! &lt;a href="http://armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/"&gt;AO4&lt;/a&gt; this is what we should use to bring down the &lt;a href="http://armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/2007/01/arwen-needs-us.html"&gt;C(un)IA&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the video looks like it won't work, but click on it twice slowly, it should work, if it doesn't go to this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1738258"&gt;&lt;em&gt;link&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="best"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1126524094189011834?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1126524094189011834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1126524094189011834&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1126524094189011834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1126524094189011834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/clean-clean-kitty.html' title='clean clean kitty...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3109396111664838801</id><published>2007-01-25T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:54:01.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>watch out everydog!!</title><content type='html'>well as &lt;a href="http://armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt;AO4 &lt;/a&gt;let us know today its Australia Day today (which is tomorrow in Australia) confusing isn't it! today in America (which i guess is yesterday in Australia?) is apparently Dress your Pet up in a Silly Outfit Day!!!! they even made an e-card for it!! click &lt;a href="http://www.msn.americangreetings.com/display.pd?bfrom=3&amp;prodnum=3055121&amp;amp;path=23949"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to send it to a friend as a WARNING! watch out dogs apparently our people are supposed to dress us in silly outfits today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023995209266471410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbjRBkmXofI/AAAAAAAAACs/_sX8Nc2HFxg/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3109396111664838801?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3109396111664838801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3109396111664838801&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3109396111664838801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3109396111664838801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/watch-out-everydog.html' title='watch out everydog!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbjRBkmXofI/AAAAAAAAACs/_sX8Nc2HFxg/s72-c/dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-8374847335365654906</id><published>2007-01-21T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:03:42.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oooohhhh nooooooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well my friends...mom put brownbear in the washing machine! i tried to rescue him while no one was watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xf9Ugyvfg2g"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xf9Ugyvfg2g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mom found him and i couldn't do anything but watch him go round and round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022604806321916818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbPgdd_8y5I/AAAAAAAAACA/vZAZL3SJr6A/s400/new+camera+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt; oh, brownbear, i'm so sorry, i tried really i did...i'll make you stinky again...don't worry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022604810616884130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbPgdt_8y6I/AAAAAAAAACI/6qjgTVwG4N4/s400/new+camera+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;will someone help brownbear!!! he going to smell clean!! someone rescue him!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022604819206818738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbPgeN_8y7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lMO-xKUXl4g/s400/new+camera+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hold your breath brownbear...don't worry it will be ok...i'll make you deliciously stinky soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-8374847335365654906?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/8374847335365654906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=8374847335365654906&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8374847335365654906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8374847335365654906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/oooohhhh-nooooooo.html' title='oooohhhh nooooooo!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RbPgdd_8y5I/AAAAAAAAACA/vZAZL3SJr6A/s72-c/new+camera+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-6195926374197665608</id><published>2007-01-20T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T17:08:42.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help save Brown Bear!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok everydog and fufu...i heard mom and dad talking about WASHING brownbear. now as you all know brownbear is my super duper favorite toy! i love to chew on his ear and carry him around and sleep with him, he is with me almost everywhere i go! oh and i also like to roll and roll and roll on him cause he smells WONDERFUL!! well yesterday i jumped up on the sofa to sit with mom and as always i brought brownbear with me. mom said to dad, "do you smell something?" dad said no and then mom figured out that she was smelling the delicious aroma of brownbear. see he is so crusted with my lovely dried slobber that it creates a bouquet of delicious aroma. so after mom said, "Ewww, its brownbear!!" she said, "i think we need to wash him, he stinks!" and dad agreed! mom threw brownbear over to dad and said, "smell him, its horrible!" dad agreed with mom and then dad stuck brownbear under nixon's nose for fun and it made nixon run away! (i see this as a good thing by they way, anything to deter nixon is good!) so mom said she is going to wash brownbear on sunday! i don't think i can stop her on my own so you have to help me! we have to stop her! i worked soooo hard to make him smell so delicious! we can't let him be washed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SAVE BROWN BEAR FROM THE WASHING MACHINE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes i know that brownbear is not a bear but a dog, its just what i call him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-6195926374197665608?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/6195926374197665608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=6195926374197665608&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6195926374197665608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6195926374197665608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/help-save-brown-bear.html' title='Help save Brown Bear!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-468264390454036612</id><published>2007-01-15T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T14:40:15.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i was such a good boy! and i am going to LOVE baby toys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hasbro.com/common/images/products/061041ba8598_main400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.hasbro.com/common/images/products/061041ba8598_main400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ladies and gentledogs i present to you the playskool busy ball popper. its the next level in dog toys, yes i said dog toys. now you ask, "isn't that a baby toy?" well, yes, but you will LOVE it!!! if you would like to see it in action click &lt;a href="http://www.hasbro.com/playskool/busybasics/default.cfm?page=browse&amp;product_id=13031#"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and then click on "try it." it blows the balls up the tube and they pop up into the air randomly and then you go chase the balls and bring them back and your mom will put them in the toy and they pop out again and again, it is SO FUN! i didn't get to play with it much cause the baby had to play with it! the baby isn't even old enough to catch or fetch the balls yet but it laughs and laughs and tries to stop the balls from popping out. basically this toy ROCKS! and its only $20! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2788083reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand" height="109" alt="" src="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2788083reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2900279reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="99" alt="" src="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2900279reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its really hard to resist squeaky cloth baby toys, i mean they look just like MY toys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, i was a really really good boy this weekend. in the beginning i was a little nervous around the baby. i even showed my teeth a little when he reached for my nose but mom was right there and told me no. in the end i was very curious about the baby and was very nice to it. i was also very worried when it cried! mom and dad were proud of me, i never barked or growled at him. mom and dad are encouraged with my politeness and hopefully i will love my new baby sister when she arrives. i also just ignored the baby a bunch which mom and dad liked also, he didn't faze me like they thought he would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-468264390454036612?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/468264390454036612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=468264390454036612&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/468264390454036612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/468264390454036612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-such-good-boy-and-i-am-going-to.html' title='i was such a good boy! and i am going to LOVE baby toys!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2607882987480469497</id><published>2007-01-12T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:05:37.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a baby is coming to visit me!!</title><content type='html'>some friends of mom and dad are coming for the weekend! i have never met them and i am not good with strangers for the first 10 minutes. ask my granddaddy (the one copper loves) i don't like him and i don't know why! he stayed with me at copper's house along with my mom and dad and copper's mom and dad for like 5 days and i never liked him, wouldn't even get close! so i hope these people are ok. BUT they are bringing a BABY!!! his name is noah and he is 8 months old! so he is pulling up on stuff and grabbing things. hopefully not my EARS! this isn't a baby that just lays there, this is a baby who does stuff and can crawl and tries to walk! mom and dad said this will be a great test for me. whatever! i will have to take pictures...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2607882987480469497?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2607882987480469497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2607882987480469497&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2607882987480469497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2607882987480469497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/baby-is-coming-to-visit-me.html' title='a baby is coming to visit me!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3332621459206783012</id><published>2007-01-05T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T20:48:07.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a tale of two leashes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harborfreight.com/cpi/photos/91800-91899/91836.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.harborfreight.com/cpi/photos/91800-91899/91836.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i have two leashes, copper's mom gave me both when my mom and dad adopted (er..bought) me. one is retractable and is loooooong (and kept up in the closet) and one is short and not retractable and they always use it. well, since i have no fence mom and dad have to walk me on a leash to do my business. i go business in the front yard and we walk up and down the "runway" or front sidewalk. well...for the past week or so i have been feeling like i am running out of places to poop, i can pee anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepamperedpetmart.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/blue_dog_leash_blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://thepamperedpetmart.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/blue_dog_leash_blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my poop that is another story, i am very PICKY about where i poop! well we have lived here for about a year now and dad has mowed over my poop many times and i have areas that i like to rotate. one week i poop in a certain area next week i will choose another. well i ran out of spots last week! every time i would try to find an area mom and dad have been noticing that i am slightly destraut and can't seem to find a poop place. it makes them laugh but it is SERIOUS stuff! i always seem to want to go BEYOND the short leash (which they ALWAYS use) so dad saved the day, he suggested i use the loooooong retractable leash so i can reach the un-pooped areas of my front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well IT WORKS!! i love it! i can smell all kinds of new places!! and i easily find poop places. dad is BRILLIANT!!!! i love him! YEAH DAD!! i still wish i had a fence and a doggy door like ivy though....oh well...one day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3332621459206783012?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3332621459206783012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3332621459206783012&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3332621459206783012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3332621459206783012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/tale-of-two-leashes.html' title='a tale of two leashes...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-4868383324324629848</id><published>2007-01-02T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:53:19.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy tagged me AND my tent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well, i want to show you a christmas present mom and dad got nixon and i. yeah we have to SHARE!!! i wasn't exactly excited about sharing with the cat but i don't have a choice i guess. at least we NEVER sleep in it together unlike &lt;a href="http://pippinflyballdog.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays-everyone.html"&gt;Pippin's brothers and sisters&lt;/a&gt;!!! well here i am at copper's house in my new TENT! it came from the $1 area at target. nixon and i used it (not at the same time) on our car trip to see copper. mom put my comfy bed pillow in it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015598167520430162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RZr79acnyFI/AAAAAAAAABY/9ifaaLVdm-I/s320/new+camera+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AND..here is a funny picture of copper, he was sleeping like that!! (sorry dude, i had too!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015598180405332066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RZr7-KcnyGI/AAAAAAAAABg/sTBgI1Iskw0/s320/new+camera+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was tagged by ivy and i have to give five new year's resolutions!! here goes!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. sleep more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. get mom to let me have my 3/4 cup of food instead of 1/2 cup that was HER new year's resolution!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. collect more tufts of nixon hair by ATTACKING him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. meet more dog on dogs with blogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. to remove brown bear's other ear (see picture) i've been kind of trying for a while, i need to step it up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-4868383324324629848?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/4868383324324629848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=4868383324324629848&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4868383324324629848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/4868383324324629848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/ivy-tagged-me-and-my-tent.html' title='Ivy tagged me AND my tent...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RZr79acnyFI/AAAAAAAAABY/9ifaaLVdm-I/s72-c/new+camera+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1688204664163649895</id><published>2007-01-01T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:23:17.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the *@#$#$&amp;!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.netwashamericas.com/Pictures/Home%20Animation/HomePageAnimation.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.netwashamericas.com/Pictures/Home%20Animation/HomePageAnimation.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is the CRAZIEST thing i have EVER seen!!! its a dogwash! are you kidding me!? meeshka please tell me we can DESTROY this thing with the power of HULA! check out their &lt;a href="http://www.netwashamericas.com"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt; i love the FAQ page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn’t the animal ‘freak out’ in there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer:&lt;/strong&gt; NO! When the pet is introduced for the first time to the cabin, naturally, it does not know what to expect. When water starts to spray on the pet from several directions, it will catch it by surprise. Once the pet realizes that it’s ONLY WATER, and that the warm pulsating streams actually feel good, it soon begins to relax and will either stand still or sit down and look out the window. The next time, the pet will already be familiar with the cabin, and enjoy the experience right from the start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!! can you imagine being put in a metal box and then water sprays all over you, then they spray SOAP at you and then more water and THEN they blowdry you inside this thing! they call it a SPA experience for your pet, spa experience my tail! i think we should put the people who invented it inside and see what they think!!!! i bet its not like the spas they go to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can rid the earth of cats this way! you know they will FREAK...i can imagine it now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that it takes 5 minutes to wash and 25 minutes to dry!! thats THIRTY minutes inside that thing!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you can watch a video about it...click &lt;a href="http://www.netwashamericas.com/Pictures/soggydoggy.wmv"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;(its a windows media player video)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1688204664163649895?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1688204664163649895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1688204664163649895&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1688204664163649895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1688204664163649895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2007/01/what.html' title='What the *@#$#$&amp;!!!!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5009194265280043010</id><published>2006-12-30T20:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:18:33.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie Lookie what I got from Ivy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079361240877122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkkG6cnyEI/AAAAAAAAABI/vqL4S3tcGvI/s288/new%20camera%20156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey! when i got home from hanging out with copper for a whole 8 days i found an envelope in my mailbox and it said it was from IVY!!! so i ripped it open and inside i found...a card that she hand wrote, some snowman glasses!!, some &lt;a href="http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/letter-to-ferrero-rocher.html"&gt;ferrero rocher &lt;/a&gt;(which mom said was for her and dad, since dogs can't have chocolate, she also says she gets it cause she had to deal with me barking at their commercials!) AND an &lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt; cute picture of ivy that was specifically addressed to copper and even had XOXO on it!! i wonder if that means that ivy likes copper back!??! cause you know copper has a crush on ivy! i'm going to mail it to copper so he can put it in a special place where he can look at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079292521400354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkkC6cnyCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/p1CeH2EUFAk/s288/new%20camera%20154.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the card Ivy sent me and copper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079189442185202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkj86cnx_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/ejzhxU4e1-Y/s288/new%20camera%20145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am wearing the COOL snowman glasses (by the way i am lying in the heating blanket my dad turned on for me cause i was cold, I LOVE IT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079223801923586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkj-6cnyAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FJq_0NJRHT8/s288/new%20camera%20148.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my dad wearing the COOL snowman glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079262456629266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkkBKcnyBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WnX3wlVgX8g/s288/new%20camera%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the COOL snowman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/hersheythedoglet/WhatIvyGaveHersheyAndCopper/photo?authkey=alDAHCvHpaM#5015079326881138738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hersheythedoglet/RZkkE6cnyDI/AAAAAAAAABA/a4UwOb2VsJM/s288/new%20camera%20155.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhh ivy says HUGS and KISSES to copper!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5009194265280043010?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5009194265280043010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5009194265280043010&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5009194265280043010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5009194265280043010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/lookie-lookie-what-i-got-from-ivy.html' title='Lookie Lookie what I got from Ivy!!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1466625613237040059</id><published>2006-12-19T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:16:39.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>going to see copper!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hey hey yeah yeah!! i'm going to see copper thursday morning!!! by the way copper says hi, he is currently staying at his granddaddy's house in tampa, fl. (all of our family lives in tampa) he has been helping his dad who lost his dad this weekend, lots of cuddles and kisses. he is going on a long 8 hour car ride tomorrow back to augusta and then i will go on a long 8 hour car ride to go see him thursday morning. we love our car rides! we sleep in our mom's laps, in our beds, in our kennels, etc. the whole time. its such a long trip we get a little bored, its hard to play ball in the car you know!! well we might not post until Christmas when we will need to show off the loot that santa left for us! ooh, and i'll have to show you my cool stocking that mom made for me, its got dog bones on it and an H for hershey of course! merry christmas to all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is just a cute picture of me sleeping in mom and dad's bed, just wanted to post a cute picture of myself...aren't i adorable! (and yes, i got in this position all by myself, no staging by mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010442186164885794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RYiqnzH9WSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GK34hnVNQ8s/s320/new+camera+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1466625613237040059?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1466625613237040059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1466625613237040059&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1466625613237040059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1466625613237040059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/going-to-see-copper.html' title='going to see copper!!!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RYiqnzH9WSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GK34hnVNQ8s/s72-c/new+camera+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5669320160613077945</id><published>2006-12-16T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T11:23:37.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>i have been tagged by hana! i have to give 3 things i would love for Christmas and 3 things i do not want for Christmas...here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want...&lt;br /&gt;1. to go see &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Copper &lt;/a&gt;for Christmas! oh wait... I AM going to see copper for Christmas! YES!! we get to stay with each other for 1 1/2 weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. more &lt;a href="http://www.pupperoni.com/"&gt;pup-peroni&lt;/a&gt;! i LOVE that stuff! mom puts it in my hard cow bone and I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;3. a fenced in yard so i can RUN and RUN like roxy, sammy, and andy did when they were &lt;a href="http://dashiesrule.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-think-mom-failed-film-making-101.html#links"&gt;barking at cowdogs&lt;/a&gt;! (sadly i don't think i will get this this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT want...&lt;br /&gt;1. my &lt;a href="http://justmecopper.blogspot.com/2006/09/contraption-of-death.html"&gt;nails and paw hair trimmed &lt;/a&gt;when i go to see copper! for some reason i my feet done everytime i go see copper!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. mom to stop putting water in my food...I LOVE IT that way!&lt;br /&gt;3. the mailman to come to my door ANYMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag the &lt;a href="http://dashiesrule.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dachsies&lt;/a&gt;...i am only tagging 1 doggie cause i think everyone else has been tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules: The player of this game starts with "3 things he/ she would love to get for Christmas" and also has to list "3 things he/ she definitely does not want to get for Christmas". Then he/she tags 5 friends and list their names. The ones who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. And the one who tags need to leave a comment that says "you've been Christmas tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5669320160613077945?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5669320160613077945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5669320160613077945&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5669320160613077945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5669320160613077945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-tagged.html' title='i&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3805315153913870060</id><published>2006-12-11T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:01:00.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to ferrero rocher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.isam.is/myndir/saelgaeti/ferrero/ferrero_rocher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.isam.is/myndir/saelgaeti/ferrero/ferrero_rocher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Ferrero Rocher,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please for the love that is all Christmas and other good things, please stop playing that darn commercial! Yeah, you know the one with every doorbell sound known to dogkind! That commercial is tortorous to dogs! We  are wired to protect our humans by answering the door with loud barks of warning! Well, your commercial runs the gammut of every doorbell that could possibly exsist, I think mine is the 3rd bell sound. It is always a false alarm cause believe me my mom and dad don't have NEAR that many people who ring their doorbell! I bark and bark and bark and run to the door telling my mom SOMEONE IS OUT THERE!!! Well no matter how much my mom tries to tell me that no one is there, I DEMAND she open the door and prove it! So every single time that darn commercial is on mom has to get up and show me that no one is there. This means she has to pick me up because I would RUN out the door unleashed or unheld. She happens to be pregnant and doesn't like having to always pick me up, so sometimes she has to bend over and hold my collar, I am a dachshund so she has to BEND over completely. So please please please stop playing that evil commercial you are causing dogs all over the world a lot of confusion, I would liken it to the boy that cried wolf story. One day I will not believe the doorbell and then something horrible will happen to my mom and dad! Christmas should be a time of love and giving not false alarms! Let's just say that in the end my mother will not buy your product and has learned how to use the MUTE button SKILLFULLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hershey Schueler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3805315153913870060?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3805315153913870060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3805315153913870060&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3805315153913870060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3805315153913870060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/letter-to-ferrero-rocher.html' title='a letter to ferrero rocher'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-7078186972614861991</id><published>2006-12-06T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:38:57.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a humble HULA member!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yeah take a look at this! I feel so humbled by this honor! I know that I am only a small doglet of a mere 10 pounds so my talents are not in the realm of counter surfing, stealing food from tables, digging under fences, etc. My doglet size will not allow me to attempt such greatness but I have my tricks! You can check out my letter to the Queen of HULA here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://meeshkaworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-hula-member-hershey.html"&gt;http://meeshkaworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-hula-member-hershey.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at my fancy certificate!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005608582330438594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RXd-fBpz08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JIUW6gZbNs8/s400/HULA_Certificate.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-7078186972614861991?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/7078186972614861991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=7078186972614861991&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7078186972614861991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/7078186972614861991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-humble-hula-member.html' title='I am a humble HULA member!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tPlAu_wGdY8/RXd-fBpz08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JIUW6gZbNs8/s72-c/HULA_Certificate.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-5637278695392079654</id><published>2006-11-24T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T12:04:33.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a guest blog from Copper .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hershey said I could write on his blog. I love having him come visit me. He keeps me company so I am not all alone. I hate being alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been camping out at night in my big soft kennel. (It has blankets in it and is really soft.) We call it camping out. (My Mom and Hershey's Mom said they sleep better too!) Sorry I don't have a picture of us in my soft kennel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hershey and I always share our toys. Or at least I share my toys with him. This is "brown bear." It is Hershey's FAVORITE toy in the WHOLE WORLD. He sleeps with it and night and he takes it with him wherever he goes. He even knows it's name. When his Mom says "go get brown bear" he will go and get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trouble is, it is not a bear ... it is a DOG! Duh Hershey .... it's a DOG! PLUS, he won't share it with me! Last night, he got it out of his Mom's bag and he wouldn't let me play with it. We had a fight over it and I won! But then my Mom took it away from me! She put it away. (Mom said I would tear it up.) How unfair is that! I won the fight!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1212/3833/1600/688213/dog%20blog%20176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1212/3833/200/802677/dog%20blog%20176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon is here. He has a new collar. It is army green and matches his eyes. I think it means he has switched spy organizations! I think he is in the CAT ARMY now! He is so sneaky, this is the only picture I have of him.  Maybe I can get a picture of his collar later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1212/3833/200/715976/dog%20blog%20170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-5637278695392079654?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/5637278695392079654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=5637278695392079654&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5637278695392079654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/5637278695392079654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/guest-blog-from-copper.html' title='a guest blog from Copper .......'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-8519752496830714216</id><published>2006-11-21T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T15:24:44.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours to go!!!!</title><content type='html'>i can hardly stand it!!!!! 2 hours until i leave for copper's house!!!!!! YEAHHHH!!!! mom and dad always leave right after dad comes home from work that way they get to copper's house at about midnight. so when we get there copper hears our car coming and wakes up his mom and when i get to the door we RUN and RUN and RUN and RUN around the house jumping on each other and wrestling and playing!!!!! copper's mom and my mom and dad are sleepy and ready to go to bed but we are RUNNING!!!!! so they TRY to calm us down and then they seperate us! cause we don't go to sleep unless we are seperated and sleep with our respective moms and dads. so EARLY the next morning one of us wakes up first to go find the other one and then we PLAY and PLAY and PLAY!!!! we don't care if its 5 or 6 in the morning and our moms and dads went to bed at around 1:00! we've got to PLAY!!!! and if we are really good we get to sleep together at night from then on until mom and dad leave. copper and i get really sad when i have to leave. his mom says he gets mopey for a couple hours after i leave, i do too, i get sad and sleep and cuddly all the way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as you can see copper and i are BEST FRIENDS!!! and technically he is my uncle i think? but we love each other!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the inquiring minds, yes, nixon is coming too...we will have to let you know about his spy activities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-8519752496830714216?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/8519752496830714216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=8519752496830714216&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8519752496830714216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/8519752496830714216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-hours-to-go.html' title='2 hours to go!!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-1619177288462921026</id><published>2006-11-19T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:07:36.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Either this woman is crazy or she's on OUR SIDE!!!</title><content type='html'>everydog (especially &lt;a href="http://ivypaws.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ivy&lt;/a&gt;) you must watch this! i saw this video on vh1's webjunk today while mom ironed some of that stuff they wear. i knew i needed to share it with you! i think this lady and her son are totally helping our cause! we should get our moms and dads to be like this lady!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RlK0Xd4c2c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RlK0Xd4c2c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-1619177288462921026?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/1619177288462921026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=1619177288462921026&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1619177288462921026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/1619177288462921026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/either-this-woman-is-crazy-or-shes-on.html' title='Either this woman is crazy or she&apos;s on OUR SIDE!!!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-3458441643515441028</id><published>2006-11-09T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:12:34.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I confess....</title><content type='html'>Copper found this video on the internet. it's about pooping, maybe he has a problem too and doens't want to admit it. i mean why would he be looking for videos about poop? well its really funny and this dachshund is able to articulate how i feel about pooping. please watch wally's confessional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;click on his picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doglitter.com/GetPage.aspx?pageId=681&amp;videoId=2&amp;amp;roundId=2&amp;moduleId=860&amp;amp;mode=1&amp;ajp=1&amp;amp;_ProgID=-1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.doglitter.com/Uploads/doglitter/Videos/076f1d89-0313-459e-b9bf-9715c27fe77a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-3458441643515441028?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/3458441643515441028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=3458441643515441028&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3458441643515441028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/3458441643515441028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-confess.html' title='I confess....'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-2959887081928510376</id><published>2006-11-05T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:49:29.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the bathroom, jackets, and yes...poop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is official...the bathroom renovation is finished and I helped! I sat in the middle of the bathroom while mom and dad worked on it. I was a good helper! Well this first picture is the "before", mom took a bunch of pictures and put them together using photoshop, that's why it looks kinda funky....notice nixon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1212/3833/1600/bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1212/3833/400/bathroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the AFTER!!!! beautiful! notice Nixon AGAIN! oh notice the new mirror and light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1212/3833/1600/bathroom%20after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1212/3833/400/bathroom%20after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; copper's mom gave my mom that yellow chair, isn't it cool, sometime i jump on it and watch mom do her make-up but i run away when she uses that hairspray stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, so jackets. dachshunds were bred to burrow underground after badgers! so we like to burrow under the covers and we like to be covered up. and when its cold our bellies are close to the ground and the cold hardwood floors! so i love to wear my jacket! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1212/3833/400/new%20camera%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got this jacket as a hand-me-down from copper. mom's first dachshund holly always had a jacket in the winter and she liked them. copper even likes jackets too, or at least he used too, we'll have to ask him. so everydog or every-dachshund do you like jackets? if you don't you should try it, its like wearing a blanket!! this jacket has a pocket and sometimes mom and dad use it to send messages to each other. mom will write dad a note and stick it in my pocket and then tell dad to call me and then i run in and deliver the message to dad. kinda cheesy, right. i feel used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, so now on to poop. yes, poop. you see i have a little problem with wanting to poop outside. i am a 1 1/2 years old and i am VERY good about doing the pee outside. i never pee in the house. but poop is another thing. i just think its more fun to poop in the house. mom and dad poop in the house, so much so that they did all kinds of nice things to their bathroom, nixon poops in the house. he has a nice litter box, i should tell you about his fancy litter box one day. SO, why do i have to poop OUTSIDE!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so for the past 2 weeks i have relented and been very "good" in mom and dad's eyes. i pooped outside 2 times everyday like clockwork and they were very happy. i didn't mind cause they get SO EXCITED when i poop outside! they tell me how good i am, pet me alot, and i get to go straight inside and get a cookie, i even got some special dinners with caesar dog food! so its not bad. but this morning the winning streak ended. it was COLD outside and the grass was crunchy with frost and i decided to poop in mom and dad's bedroom right next to the bed. mom was not happy and i knew it. i got a stern talking to, i was very sad. so do you guys like to poop in the house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-2959887081928510376?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/2959887081928510376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=2959887081928510376&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2959887081928510376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/2959887081928510376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/bathroom-jackets-and-yespoop.html' title='the bathroom, jackets, and yes...poop'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-6629148965640611818</id><published>2006-11-03T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:35:33.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey the cool vet is on MSN's homepage</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody check out &lt;a href="http://www.msn.com"&gt;www.msn.com&lt;/a&gt; the cool vet at pet peeves is featured on the front page of MSN, you might have to click NEXT on that big picture!! how cool is that! She has links on her page to &lt;a href="http://adayinthelifeofisabella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Isabella&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zachthedog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zach&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dashiesrule.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roxie, Sammy, and Andy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cairotheboxer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cairo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cubbygoesdigital.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cubby&lt;/a&gt;!! How cool! You guys are famous...kind of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-6629148965640611818?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/6629148965640611818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=6629148965640611818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6629148965640611818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/6629148965640611818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-cool-vet-is-on-msns-homepage.html' title='hey the cool vet is on MSN&apos;s homepage'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-116205401179653268</id><published>2006-10-28T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is a BIG mess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/new%20camera%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/new%20camera%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i bet you all thought i fell off the face of the earth or maybe nixon ate me, but no i'm here but i don't feel safe and sound. there are too many things going on in my house to make me feel comfortable. i have to be on gaurd at all times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here's the scoop...ivy i TOTALLY know how you felt when your mom and dad messed up your kitchen! mine are messing up their bathroom! they are putting in a fan to suck out all the wet air in after they take showers. my house is 50 years old and it never had one! its a wonder we don't have a mold garden in our bathroom like ivy might have. well after they take a shower there is water that sometimes drops from the ceiling! so they needed a wet air sucky fan. well to get a wet air sucky fan to work dad is having to wire it and that is what is making all the mess and the noise! mom says its a looooong story but let's just say that....mom doesn't want the fan to come on when she turns on the light, dad wants to put the fan over the shower so its needs some sort of ground faulty thing, so dad has to put a new switch next to the ground faulty outlet next to the sink. well that sounds easy, right? WRONG! there is a lot of drilling and hammering and sawing and just NOISE! i finally stopped barking everytime dad made a bangy noise. (they loved that!) i thought someone was at the door and i had to alert them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if that isn't enough they are changing the mirror and the light fixture and painting!! all in one weekend!!!! mom said she didn't want to live in a "work-zone" for a couple weeks, plus they gots to take showers (they are already getting stinky, last shower was thurs night!) oh and they found a nice big hole left by an old medicine cabinet behind the mirror they took down so they have to fix that TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/new%20camera%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/new%20camera%20008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;hello dad!! i can see you! how did you get in that small hole in the ceiling?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/new%20camera%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/new%20camera%20024.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is all this stuff? hmmmm....tape is tasty you should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH and since dad is going in the attic a lot stupid head nixon thought it would be way cool of him to go in the attic and check it out! apparently he can climb ladders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/new%20camera.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/new%20camera.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/new%20camera%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/new%20camera%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and let's top this all off! mom's belly is getting bigger, she says its the baby but how does a baby make her tummy her bigger? anyways, she doesn't like it when i sit in her lap anymore! or curl up next to her tummy when we go to bed. she must not love me anymore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-116205401179653268?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/116205401179653268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=116205401179653268&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116205401179653268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116205401179653268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-life-is-big-mess.html' title='my life is a BIG mess!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-116070603256953406</id><published>2006-10-12T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun with copper...and nixon's prize</title><content type='html'>well, i'm at copper's and we are having FUN!!! we had out mom take a video of us playing so we can show you guys a bit of our fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...nixon is a goober! he is so lucky! mom and dad were pouring nixon's food into his container and guess what came out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he got a prize in his "cereal box"!!! he gets meow mix and apparently they give out bags of TREATS in their food!! well i get boring science diet and they DON'T have prizes inside!!!! i am so jealous! i want a prize in my "cereal box"!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so now without further edu.....(oh, and yes this is my mom and dad talking in the backgroud)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hi7zsH1e8gU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-116070603256953406?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/116070603256953406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=116070603256953406&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116070603256953406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116070603256953406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/10/fun-with-copperand-nixons-prize.html' title='fun with copper...and nixon&apos;s prize'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-116052958819228331</id><published>2006-10-10T21:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to the tune of "wizard of oz"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're off to see the Copper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's Hershey's super best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll find he is a best friend! If ever a friend! there was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If ever oh ever friend! there was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Copper is one becoz,Becoz, becoz, becoz, becoz, becoooooooz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Becoz of the wonderful things he does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da dum da dum da dum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE'RE OFF TO SEE COPPER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 HOUR CAR RIDE!!!! YEAH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(hey look at this cool dachshund about to go on a car ride!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.honda.co.jp/dog/honda-car/stream/image/top-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-116052958819228331?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/116052958819228331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=116052958819228331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116052958819228331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/116052958819228331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-tune-of-wizard-of-oz_10.html' title='to the tune of &quot;wizard of oz&quot;'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115948579122179637</id><published>2006-09-28T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel cheap and used...</title><content type='html'>tonight as i was walking with mom and dad through my neighborhood a man standing in his front yard says, "hey is your dog a boy or a girl?" dad replied, "he's a boy" the man then said, "oh, we have a girl dachshund but she has short hair." so we walk on and a couple minutes later he drives up to us in his truck with his two kids. he said he was on his way to the store. but he introduced himself and then asks dad if he would be interested in "studding" me! dad said, "he's fixed." well i didn't know what studding was but mom explained to me later that it meant &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dog sex!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldn't believe that man wanted to prostitute me!!! i feel so cheap and used!! dad asked if that meant mom was my pimp?! what does that mean?! all i know is if i want to have &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dog sex&lt;/span&gt; with a pretty lady i want it to be for love! not money! mom did tell me that i should be flattered that the man thought i was so handsome....whatever he just wanted to use me as a prostitute! how embarrasing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way it is RAINING in my frontyard, probably my backyard too. but i need to GO business! i hate rain! mom says its going to rain all night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115948579122179637?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115948579122179637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115948579122179637&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115948579122179637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115948579122179637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-cheap-and-used.html' title='I feel cheap and used...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115923301804833309</id><published>2006-09-25T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys I'm OK!</title><content type='html'>well i am back and ok! i actually was picked up by my dad on thursday from that mean cat's house. I just haven't blogged yet. well i should tell you that the evil cat's name is ozzy. he told me he is not named after ozzy osbourne but some whale named ozzy. whatever.  ozzy is gray and fat and talks A LOT! he won't shut up! i wanted to play with him like i play with nixon but nooooo he just hisses and runs away from me. he is such a wimp! he has NO claws! nixon has all his claws but mom and dad trim them. ozzy is clawless! its like being swatted with q-tips! i tried to be friends with him like the good boy that i am but he just wanted to scream and hiss at me and whack me with his q-tip paws!&lt;br /&gt;i missed my mom and dad sooooooo much! mom said that right when she got home from her sad trip she had to go on a trip to washington dc with a bunch of 8th grade kids! so guess what? she was home at MY house for 24 hours WITHOUT coming to get me! she slept in the bed and petted nixon and never came to get me!! the nerve! she claims she didn't want to have to pick me up for like 3 hours cause she was going to have to take me right back over to ozzy's house cause she had to leave at lunch time the next day and ozzy's parents want mom to bring me over at night before bed time cause they both have to go to work. anyways i think that was pretty mean cause ozzy lives around the block from me, mom was so close and never got me!!&lt;br /&gt;if anyone was wondering my dad was in beirut, lebanon the whole time. so he couldn't come and rescue me from ozzy's q-tips either.&lt;br /&gt;so the moral of the story is IF you have to stay with a mean cat make sure they have q-tip paws so they are defenseless!!! and mom should pick up their doglets even if they are going to be home for 24 hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115923301804833309?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115923301804833309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115923301804833309&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115923301804833309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115923301804833309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-im-ok.html' title='Hey guys I&apos;m OK!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115811225478049343</id><published>2006-09-12T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:08.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>copper and i won't be blogging for a week or so my mom's grammy which is copper's mom's mom died. (does that make sense?) i've met her once she was a super cool lady who loved dogs. she was a mommy to 2 collies and 2 dacshunds (not all at the same time) and was a grammy to a golden, a lab, a poodle, and 4 dachshunds. oh and a couple cats. so we are sad right now, me and copper's mom's miss her terribly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115811225478049343?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115811225478049343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115811225478049343&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115811225478049343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115811225478049343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/09/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115758685253229145</id><published>2006-09-06T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the many questions of doglet....</title><content type='html'>tonight i have many questions that i have been pondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do dogs have  accents? for example do opy and charlie have australian accents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. why do i always have to go business when my mom and dad sit down to eat dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. why does copper live so far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. why did steve irwin have to die in such a bizarre way?!  he was stabbed in the heart by a usually harmless creature, what is up with that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. why is nixon suddenly so loving to my mom and dad and why does he suddenly not mind it when i lay down right next to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. why does mom feel so sick? she should be happy she is having a baby, not getting sick!? maybe she is just worried that the baby will pull on her ears too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. how come dogs are all so different if we apparently all came from wolves, i sure don't look like a wolf!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vanityfair.com/images/main/060906mapr01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.vanityfair.com/images/main/060906mapr01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. why do i not care so much about eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what will mom dress me up like for halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. why does suri cruise have so much HAIR!? its unnatural!&lt;br /&gt;freekish i tell you, she's got as much hair as i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and mom and dad say thank you to all the well-wishers for their happy baby news! i don't know how happy i am...time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for keeping up with my adventures at copper's blog while mom and dad were at the beach (yeah, they did NOT take me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115758685253229145?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115758685253229145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115758685253229145&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115758685253229145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115758685253229145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-many-questions-of-doglet.html' title='Oh the many questions of doglet....'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115694819087408600</id><published>2006-08-30T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It will not be named Pilot Inspektor!</title><content type='html'>Well my mom told me today that I am going to have a baby brother or sister! But its not a puppy its a human baby!!!! Oh, what to do?! Will they pay attention to me anymore? Will it pull on my ears? Will it cry and interrupt my beauty (er...handsome) sleep? Will it eat my food? Will they love me anymore?! Mom calls me her baby, but she will have a REAL baby! Will she call me her baby anymore? All I know is I have to try and love her lots and lots these next months so they will still love me when they have this baby! Maybe Meeshka will ban babies before they have it! Oh, and don't worry I won't let them name it Apple or Shiloh or Suri or Pilot Inspektor (yeah, that guy whose name is Earl on tv named his baby that!) So apparently it is coming to live with us around the April 28. Well, I've got to go love on my mom she's feeling kinda sick.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115694819087408600?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115694819087408600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115694819087408600&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115694819087408600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115694819087408600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-will-not-be-named-pilot-inspektor.html' title='It will not be named Pilot Inspektor!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115661565190813775</id><published>2006-08-26T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How I got my name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/mom%20dad%20and%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/mom%20dad%20and%20baby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my name pretty easily. I was the first little puppy to go sit in my  mom's lap and I won her heart. Since I was chocolate colored my dad said to my  mom, "You can call him Hershey since he's chocolate colored!" Mom said, "Yup,  that's perfect, done, that's his hame." And that was all they needed to come up  with my name. Easy. The picture at the top is me with my doggie mom and dad (he had a cat-ract). It was  the last time I saw them, but I don't miss them much cause my human mom and dad  are the best! This is me on the way home to live with my new mom and dad. Oh, guess what my first human dad had a camel, a couple mini horses, a goat, and a llama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/Hershey015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/Hershey015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115661565190813775?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115661565190813775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115661565190813775&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115661565190813775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115661565190813775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-i-got-my-name.html' title='How I got my name...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115621599037435845</id><published>2006-08-21T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humiliation (bad), Huskies (good!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tonight i got to go on a carride to petsmart! yeah! the night began well enough with the car ride. but it was an adventure let me just tell you! first lets just say that i am somewhat of a shy dog and i get embarrased easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;as i entered petsmart i walked i met a cute white fluffy girl dog! good, right? well i got really shy and i tucked my tail and when i did all the sudden i just started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; pooping i couldn't stop! i was SO embarrased. mom had to pick it up. i jumped up on her leg and i looked so embarrased. i needed my mom to hold me and comfort me. little did i know what additional humiliation would lie ahead.. so anyways after the embarrassment of my life i walked around and met some new dog friends. i went and said hi to the cats that need new homes, they were cool, although some had never met a dog, so i told them to make sure they get homes with dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after i left the cats i met TWO count them TWO huskies! one was red just like meeshka and the other was gray like doodles! they were very nice to me and we smelled noses. i really liked them! mom said they were beeeeauuuutiful! meeshka and doodles i TOTALLY understand about your mom's stealing your fluffiness. they were very fluffly! they weren't as special as meeshka who has two different colored eyes. they both had blue eyes but they were really pretty blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after the humiliation and meeting huskies (which totally made up for the humiliation) mom decided to back up the embarrassment truck and put a hat on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/DSC00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/DSC00070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so while mom was holding..i mean humiliating me AGAIN... i felt the need to maintain my manliness and i growled at the big petsmart dog that hangs from the ceiling. you know the one i'm talking about? he's a big dog playing with a big red ball and they hang from the ceiling. well he needed growling at! it made me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well right after i felt better cause i intimidated a big fake dog mom stuck me in a STROLLER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/DSC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/DSC00071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what is going on here! my mother is bent on making me feel so stupid! i know she loves me but i did not feel loved at petsmart. oh and after all that mom and dad did NOT buy me anything! they said i had plenty of toys! as everydog knows you can never had too many toys! come on mom treat me like the manly man i am, or that i want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115621599037435845?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115621599037435845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115621599037435845&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115621599037435845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115621599037435845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/humiliation-bad-huskies-good.html' title='Humiliation (bad), Huskies (good!)'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115601870050948161</id><published>2006-08-19T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie Meetup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/thats%20me%20in%20the%20middle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/thats%20me%20in%20the%20middle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yeah! today was doggie meetup day! today (which is saturday) mom and dad didn't sleep in! they woke up and asked me if i wanted to go on a car ride! i said yes please! so we arrived at a place called Phideaux Field (get it!) and there were LOTS of dachshund, boston terriers and a couple other smallish dogs! i was kind of shy at first but mom let me off my leash since the other dogs didn't have leashed too. well i was a little nervous to say hi to some of these new dogs. there were some reeeeally cute girls and since i don't have my boy stuff anymore i was kind of wondering what they would think about that. but i went up and said the dog-hello (humans just think we are sniffing booties, but we all know its just saying hi) and the dog said hi back to me and then we smelled noses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/hi%20nice%20to%20meet%20you.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hi%20nice%20to%20meet%20you.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then we played a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/lets%20play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/lets%20play.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we went to meet other new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/ok%20that%20was%20fun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/ok%20that%20was%20fun.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so some really nice dogs had left their toys behind and mom threw one for me and it made me feel a little better. i drank some water with some friends and ran after some toys with them too.  i met one dog who had a white eye! it was wierd, mom says he had catrats whatever that is?! there were some nice old dogs and a PUPPY! i told him that being a dog is pretty cool. he is only 8 weeks old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/hey%20little%20puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hey%20little%20puppy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new friends and i are going to meet up again in september! i had soooo much fun and i took a BIG nap when i got home. its tiring meeting new friends! everydog you should all go to &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com"&gt;meetup.com&lt;/a&gt; and see if there are any doggie meetups in your towns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115601870050948161?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115601870050948161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115601870050948161&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115601870050948161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115601870050948161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/doggie-meetup.html' title='Doggie Meetup!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115568534016588689</id><published>2006-08-15T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My weird neighbor!</title><content type='html'>I have a strange neighbor. Copper has met him. His name is Rob. My mom is weirded out by him and because of that I have to bark at him whenever I see him. I'll tell you the background story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at my new house I don't have a fence and mom and dad don't have the money for a fence.  So I have to go business on a leash. I can't go business in the backyard cause the grass is all funky back there AND there are TONS of mosquitoes. Now I know what your thinking...Sure Hershey there are tons of mosquitoes everywhere. No, there are more mosquitoes in my backyard than anywhere else in my county! It has actually been proven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was irritated at the amount of those buzzy bitey pests so she called the county and they came out and did some tests with some traps and stuff and they caught more mosquitoes (the kind that can carry west nile virus, yeah west nile virus!) in our backyard than other place in the county that they had done these test things! yeah so the reason we have so many buzzy yucky disease carrying bugs is that mr. rob has tires and trash in his backyard that has water and water apparently helps those mosquitoes to grow and make more mosquitoes. so if you take away the water its like taking away my boy parts i can't make babies and the mosquitoes can't make babies! well since i can't go business in my backyard (cause mom is allergic to mosquitoes she gets all hivey and stuff) i have to go potty in my frontyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok since i have to go in my frontyard that means i see rob ALLLLLLLLLL the time! why you wonder do I see him EVERY time I go in my front yard? cause he sits in his car, chain smokes, drinks beer, and listens to some sort of talk radio ALLLLLLL the time! mom gets all freaked out by it. its the only thing that she doesn't like about our new house, rob and his mosquito breeding backyard and his sitting in his car all the time! he sits with his window rolled down, and his driveway is right next to my front yard so he is like 15 feet away from where i have to go potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;most of the time i don't notice him but then he will say something to mom and i will realize he is there and start BARKING at him! well you gots to concentrate to go poops, you gotta find just the right spot, you know. well, when rob talks to mom or dad i get all barky and then i can't concentrate so i have to go inside and then go outside again about 10 minutes later. it makes mom all irritated. oh, and rob likes to growl and me and act like a dog...he has no idea how to act like a dog! take some lessons rob! so he makes me all mad and stuff. otherwise i would just stop barking and go business like mom has taught me to do when people walk by my house. ugh! why can't rob just stay in his house like most normal people! it makes me mad at him that he bugs mom so much. i love my mom.  by the way this picture is  when mom and dad were looking at the house to buy it in the dead of winter.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/rob.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/400/rob.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115568534016588689?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115568534016588689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115568534016588689&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115568534016588689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115568534016588689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-weird-neighbor.html' title='My weird neighbor!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115550909154399774</id><published>2006-08-13T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Dusty Doodles and Copper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The player of this game starts with "5 weird things/habits about yourself." Then you tag 5 friends and list their names. The furries who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says "you're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 weird things about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wake up mom by standing at the end of the bed at about 4 in the morning to go business. Every morning! She doens't mind, she sees it as training for getting up with a baby, which they want to have. Dad HATES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not super excited about eating. Never have been. Sometimes I leave some dinner for breakfast. The only people food I've ever had is from my grammy who wants to spoil me rotten. Mom said she just didn't want me to beg and the dinner table and stand under her feet while she is cooking, and I don't I sleep in my kitchen bed. I'm a good boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I loooooooove to take a bath, I get excited when mom takes off my collar and turns on the bathtub faucet. I love to put my face under the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I won't sleep anywhere on the sofa but the BACK of the sofa cushions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I bark like CRAZY any time someone TOUCHES the mailbox. The mailbox is right outside the front door, we have a walking mailman and I bark and bark and bark like I will KILL him when he brings the mail. I even BARK when mom or dad touch the mailbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagged &lt;a href="http://gunterdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gunter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://magic-fever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sweetcassidy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cassidy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cairotheboxer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cairo&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.pippinflyballdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pippin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115550909154399774?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115550909154399774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115550909154399774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115550909154399774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115550909154399774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115543397139786068</id><published>2006-08-12T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a fun day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What a day! I went to the DUMP! My dad took 5 trips to the dump to get mulch and I went with him for 4 of the trips. The first one he took before mom woke up and of course I was still in bed with her, gotta get all that warm sleepy time with mom in the bed. Once mom and I woke up we went on a car ride with she and dad in mr. keith's truck. I once stayed with mr. keith when mom and dad went away for a couple days. Mr. Keith has a cat named Ozzy (he is WHOLE other story). Anyways Mr. Keith's truck smells awesome! I got to smell out the window (when the tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.co.henrico.va.us/utility/solidwaste/MVC-003L.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.co.henrico.va.us/utility/solidwaste/MVC-003L.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uck was going slow of course) Once I got to the dump we backed up to a GIANT pile of mulch (its free, you can take as much as you like) mom and dad got out and started shoveling mulch into the truck. That mulch smelled soooooo good. Mom said it stunk and dad said it smelled nice and earthy, I said yummy! I wanted to get out of the car soooooo bad!!!! I wanted to run and jump and frolic all over that pile! Who cares if I get mulch all in my hairs and that mom would have to spend lots of time trying to get it out...but I might have needed a bath...awesome! well they wouldn't let me out of the truck, it was nice and cool today and they rolled the windows down and gave me a bowl of water, but they still left me in the truck. It only took about 10 minutes to shovel the mulch and then they got back in the car with me and went to the house and shoveled it out and then repeated over and over again all day long!! (mom went 2 times with dad, dad went 5 times total, and i went 4 of those times with dad) well needless to say i am TIRED! i woke up from my nap to write this and i am going back to sleep as soon as i'm done! This is a picture from the website of the county I live in, its a picture of the mulch pile. In case you were wondering. But now there are 5 big piles of mulch in my back yard, maybe i can find a way to sneak outside and run and jump on those piles! don't tell mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115543397139786068?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115543397139786068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115543397139786068&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115543397139786068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115543397139786068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-fun-day.html' title='What a fun day!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115508765002975174</id><published>2006-08-08T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>poor chow chow...</title><content type='html'>When mom came home today she gave me a big hug and kiss and told me a sad story. On her way home she drove past what she thought was a wreck. She saw a couple cars stoped in the middle of the road with their flashy lights on. In front of one of the cars was a big fluffy orange chow dog. He had been hit by a car. Mom wasn't sure if it was one the cars that stopped, she said they were too far away from him. Anyways, there were two or three ladies who were crouched around him with a blanket trying to see if he was ok. Mom gasped and thought about stopping but there were a lot of people there already and she thought it would just make her more upset and the ladies that were there alreay looked like they were going to do their best to take care of the chow dog. mom stated crying a little cause she thought of the chow dog's people. it was so cute and fluffy. his mom and dad are either really really worried or really really sad right now.  mom hopes he is ok, she wanted to call every emergency vet in town to ask about the chow dog. let's all pray for mr. or miss chow dog tonight. i hope he gets to come home and give his people kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dog friends out there, don't break out of your fences, ground screws, or leashes. streets are BAD BAD BAD! cars are much bigger than us (especially doglets, cars are WAY bigger than doglets) i don't want to hear of any of my dog blog friends getting hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't people just walk, its refreshing and its much safer for us dogs?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115508765002975174?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115508765002975174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115508765002975174&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115508765002975174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115508765002975174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/poor-chow-chow.html' title='poor chow chow...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115487167108919209</id><published>2006-08-06T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Dad's favorite comic strip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and dad love Get Fuzzy cause they think the dog and cat are like Nixon and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read it, its really funny today! I love Satchel, he's writing a dog blog too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/images/getfuzzy2006080130876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/images/getfuzzy2006080130876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115487167108919209?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115487167108919209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115487167108919209&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115487167108919209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115487167108919209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/mom-and-dads-favorite-comic-strip.html' title='Mom and Dad&apos;s favorite comic strip'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115481767466285582</id><published>2006-08-05T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Toys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Copper has put out the call to show our favorite toys! Here is my first toy ever. Copper helped my buy it. Our moms took us to petsmart the day after they got me. I love my mr. frog, its special to me. This is also my treat jar behind mr. frog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; This is my skunk. I'm posting this to let copper know that you CAN'T CHEW HIM UP cause I will never let you near him AGAIN! My mom had to sew skunk up after copper DESTROYED HIM! This is also the bear I stole from Copper when he stayed with me. I will give him back to Copper when I see him next cause I'm nice. But don't go near the skunk, I 'll make him spray you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a toy that copper sent me as part of the hershey-copper toy exchange program. We send toys back and forth to each other. When we get them in the mail we SO EXCITED cause they smell like each other! I feel like I am with copper when I chew on his toy. I love him. And I love this toy! Mom won't let me chew on it when I am in my kennel cause one time I chewed off a big chunk of the blue plastic and she doesn't want me to choke on it so I'm not allowed to have it unless mom is watching me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now for my FAVOTIRE TOY OF ALL...BROWN BEAR!!! First, I need to say that I know this is not a bear but a dog, but mom and dad are the stupid ones who started calling it brown bear until someone said..."you know that's not a bear but a dog" mom and dad felt silly but can't stop calling it a bear. Anyways my auntie Elizabeth gave it to me for Christmas (she is dad's sis, I love her!) It used to have a red rope through his hands but I decided he needed to be redecorated so I removed it. I also decided that Brown Bear didn't need his ear either. He squeaks and I LOVE HIM! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After all the picture taking my mom took a picture of me with all my toys, I feel stupid....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20019.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, all this toy talk makes me want to PLAY!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/hershey%20toys%20022.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115481767466285582?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115481767466285582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115481767466285582&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115481767466285582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115481767466285582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-favorite-toys.html' title='My Favorite Toys!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115479272513246131</id><published>2006-08-05T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Opie's big idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i did the "paw it forward" and i read some really cool blogs! its such a simple no brainer idea! isn't that what "dogs with blogs" is all about. what's a good dog blog without friends that read it?! since i just moved to virginia i didn't have any friends here and i like having internet friends. in fact i get to go meet some dachshund friends on august 15th. you should try this idea too! go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meetup.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and see if there is already a dog meetup where you live. if not you can start one! you can also say email me when someone else is interested in starting a meetup like me. my mom went to a dachshund meetup in new york city when she lived there. it was before i was born and she was married to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px" height="90" alt="" src="http://img.meetup.com/img/logo_tilt_small_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dad. she didn't have a dachshund but missed being around them. (copper and i are 2 in a long line of family dachshunds) since mom liked the meetup idea she signed up for a dachshund meetup in richmond. and this week someone paid the money to have the meetup (long story on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;money part but someone has to pay $12 a month to use the list of people who want a meetup and be able to contact them) so i get to meet new dachsie friends on august 15! yeah! i think the pug meetup and another kind of dog meetup will be there to. i hope i have good manners and am friendly. sometimes i just have to protect my mom and it comes out sounding mean. i mean you just have to protect your moms they cuddle with you and give you food! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115479272513246131?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115479272513246131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115479272513246131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115479272513246131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115479272513246131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/opies-big-idea.html' title='Opie&apos;s big idea!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115456505312296728</id><published>2006-08-02T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My new house</title><content type='html'>i thought i would write about my new house. about 6 months ago i moved to this new house. my daddy got a new job and we had to move far away from copper. my old house had fluffy floors, i think mom called it carpet. well this new house has slippery floors made of wood! whenever i ask mom to throw my toy for me i ruuuuuun after it but i have a hard time stopping! these floors are slippery! well my old house had a little fenced in back yard. the backyard was very doglet sized. meeshka and dusty doodles you would NOT do well in my old backyard! big dogs would need a much bigger yard. but it was pretty good for a doglet. i didn't have to be on a leash to go business and i didn't have to be on a ground screw to hang out outside! well my new house has no fence! oh and the slippery floors are not good for when you jump off your mom and dad's bed! well dachsies aren't supposed to jump off high beds cause its bad on our backs. but i don't listen to mom and wait for her to do the dog elevator, and sooooometimes i jump off the bed when i'm not supposed to. well its much better on my short legs and looooong back to land on carpet than slippery wood floors if i have to take a flying leap! or as my dad says...doglet dive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115456505312296728?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115456505312296728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115456505312296728&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115456505312296728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115456505312296728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-new-house.html' title='My new house'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115445159156436111</id><published>2006-08-01T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a bath nanny nanny boo boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looooove my baths! my mom took some videos of me with her camera phone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLUfTejYb04"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLUfTejYb04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOfp8p08_IQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOfp8p08_IQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115445159156436111?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115445159156436111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115445159156436111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115445159156436111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115445159156436111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-bath-nanny-nanny-boo-boo.html' title='I got a bath nanny nanny boo boo!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115439526953979046</id><published>2006-07-31T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why must they cage me!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well....i guess i did something wrong! i broke through the zipper of my kennel two times today. yes! i am so strong! well i thought i  was quite the escape artist and am quite proud of finding a way out of my kennel without really breaking it! well apparently mom and dad didn't like it. sad. see i used to have a hard plastic kennel, but i am sooo long that it was too small for me. see us dachsies need length in a kennel height itsn't a problem. i couldn't stretch out and when mom and dad are gone for like 8 hours at work i need to stretch out. so i got that meshy kennel a couple months ago. well i tore a hole in that one after a couple weeks. well mom felt the need to repair it. so she sprayed that apple bitter stuff on the inside so i wouldn't tear it with my teeth but i just decided to get through the zipper with my paws! well well well i just can't get a break around here! mom and dad went to wal-mart and bought me a WIRE kennel! one of those black metal wire things! ugh! i just want to sleep on my sofa cushions. that's all! i will get one of them to take a picture of me in it so i can show you the new JAIL i have to be in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115439526953979046?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115439526953979046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115439526953979046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115439526953979046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115439526953979046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-must-they-cage-me.html' title='why must they cage me!?'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115429349118999103</id><published>2006-07-30T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kennel oh kennel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well...when mom and dad came home from church i met them at the door again! mom locked the zipper so i had to find another way out. well i got creative. i pawed at the door soooo much that it busted open the zipper. unfortunately i didn't break the zipper..mom fixed it. man, i tried hard to break it. my dad said he wants to buy a bigger hard kennel for me. i used to have a hard kennel but mom thought it was getting too small for me. that's why i have the meshy one. now i don't mind going in my kennel, i don't put up a fight. but i loooooove to run around the house and sleep on my sofa cushions! mom, please don't buy a new kennel i promise i won't break out any more! well maybe not everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115429349118999103?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115429349118999103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115429349118999103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115429349118999103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115429349118999103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/kennel-oh-kennel.html' title='kennel oh kennel'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420544690348673</id><published>2006-07-29T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:07.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I moved here to blogger. Meeshka talked me into it. She's doing a blogathon! I like all my new blog friends and I want to talk to them. And because of the computer wars (mac vs. eveyone else) they just can't get along. Blogger is better. Plus, mom finally figured out how to use it! She isn't good at that html-ly stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420544690348673?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420544690348673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420544690348673&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420544690348673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420544690348673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-moved.html' title='I moved!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420177528120599</id><published>2006-07-29T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just call me houdini...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I escaped! but my mom is happy cause i didn't tear a hole in my kennel i just unzipped it! yup i used my paws to unzip it just enough to escape! mom came home and i greeted her at the door! i had slept on mom and dad's bed (courtesy of the foot stool that dad provided me so i could jump on it) and on the sofa cushions, &lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF661l76z1iA_mAkFB_EbIDBmKMrjxt_tLVfCgDsyzuN4gBPfMjkgBFDmoyvaDfktoH4kGIKUFR6xl09_4MD-L6mfWOqJdPJwPRVM7nO1AKWNQ0TusvcD1yZxQ"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF661l76z1iA_mAkFB_EbIDBmKMrjxt_tLVfCgDsyzuN4gBPfMjkgBFDmoyvaDfktoH4kGIKUFR6xl09_4MD-L6mfWOqJdPJwPRVM7nO1AKWNQ0TusvcD1yZxQ" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i didn't do any 'business' in the house! i was a good boy! maybe that means she will let me stay in the house without being in my kennel. but i have a feeling she is not keen on that idea. but maybe if i wag my tail and give her kisses she will change her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am looking forward to reading meeshka's blogathon! you can do it! try drinking coffee, it helps my dad stay awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420177528120599?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420177528120599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420177528120599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420177528120599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420177528120599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-call-me-houdini.html' title='just call me houdini...'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420166767290445</id><published>2006-07-29T15:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i love a good bath!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well mom told me i needed a bath so i thought i would tell you all how much i LOVE to get a bath. since i am a doglet (i only weigh 10 pounds) i fit in the bathtub and don't make a big mess. when mom and dad first got me i got a bath in the kitchen sink! i loved the sprayer! well i love a good bath, i love love love the warm water. &lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF667X4SlS6gjmXtfgLBr1MQSk66knWDHtstp6g9c9vm-BEC1m8mUIhw1LnLedlUIvV-WC0yMswrvNyNa9DEeVPpF18xedf02EfLUGTvTM8XRBsfirJOWNnJxc"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF667X4SlS6gjmXtfgLBr1MQSk66knWDHtstp6g9c9vm-BEC1m8mUIhw1LnLedlUIvV-WC0yMswrvNyNa9DEeVPpF18xedf02EfLUGTvTM8XRBsfirJOWNnJxc" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when mom turns the water on and takes off my collar i know its bathtime! she makes the water appear and it falls down on me, i like it WARM almost hot! i sit underneath the water and let it fall on me, i love to get all wet. i even love to stick my face in the water! i close my eyes and let the water fall on my face. mom doesn't even need to get me wet i do it all on my own! sometimes i lay down in the tub i like it so much. its sooooo relaxing! but once i get out of the bath mom dries me off with a towel and i get very very wiggly! when she is done i&lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF669TKiRhNxC8dz51B4D3EjC-hyVq92bghOkNg4McEnevNVx2lbnx_5b-7Ym4LuSmpJfq8-1w_WDWGRwkQX7-DkEqtBbPvb8u2K7nZ2jatvOKIJNSJjoLbGbs"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF669TKiRhNxC8dz51B4D3EjC-hyVq92bghOkNg4McEnevNVx2lbnx_5b-7Ym4LuSmpJfq8-1w_WDWGRwkQX7-DkEqtBbPvb8u2K7nZ2jatvOKIJNSJjoLbGbs" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RUN and RUN and RUN and i like to rub my head on the rug to dry my ears, i also suddenly feel the need to play with my cat Nixon. anyways my dad once took some pictures of me in the tub, i thought i would show them to you. happy baths to all!&lt;br /&gt;oh and copper left this morning and i am sad. maybe a bath will cheer me up! oh and i didn't tear a hole in my kennel! mom was proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420166767290445?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420166767290445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420166767290445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420166767290445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420166767290445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-good-bath.html' title='i love a good bath!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420137614072376</id><published>2006-07-29T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we escaped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah, copper and i tore a hole in the side of his kennel today! my mom put us in there cause she was only going to be gone for like 30 minutes. she figured it would be ok. usually we stay in the bathroom but she said it was a lot of trouble to pick up the bathroom mat and the towels and the trashcan (yeah we get into all that stuff) so she put us in the kennel. it has meshy sides and we didn't want to be in there! when she came home we greeted her at the front door and she knew something was up. we tried to hide cause we knew we had done something wrong but she got us and told us we were bad. we helped her sew it up and put a patch on it. we figured it was the least we could do. now mom hopes i won't tear a hole in my new meshy kennel when she leaves me to go to work. (that's what i stay in when i'm alone and she is gone) we thought we were so smart to tear a hole to get out! with out powers combined, we can do anything! dachshund power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420137614072376?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420137614072376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420137614072376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420137614072376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420137614072376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-escaped.html' title='we escaped!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420133606834353</id><published>2006-07-29T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no! it's my toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh my gosh! copper and i just got in a fight! my mom had to pull us apart and dropped the laptop on the floor (don't worry the computer is ok, i was worried cause i like blogging!) it all started cause copper had this toy that i like. its a cheeta print fluffy bone. its kinda ugly but copper had it and i wanted it! its actually copper's toy from his house. mom says i'm a bully. but i wanted that toy and he wouldn't give it to me so i had to growl then he had to growl and then i growled louder and so did he and then next thing you know it we were FIGHTING! mom got scared and screamed and pulled us apart and threw me off the sofa and said STOP IT! i think in all the time i have known copper its the third fight ever. and they have always been over toys. isn't it always! toys are important! now we are friends and are on the couch and he is sitting next to me while i write this. we made up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420133606834353?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420133606834353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420133606834353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420133606834353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420133606834353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-its-my-toy.html' title='no! it&apos;s my toy'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420128252486587</id><published>2006-07-29T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah i'm the cat around here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF662mrvIWBSbW9_A8UZ_rSb5zioxtlq49B8ttg5zZ751WcgHtYtfatCfXDoJknzNFMa_Sa4LH376EFLA72IMo1Me7pZjVt6AscU7U4tc3bKxH3zsNzLZISZoY"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF662mrvIWBSbW9_A8UZ_rSb5zioxtlq49B8ttg5zZ751WcgHtYtfatCfXDoJknzNFMa_Sa4LH376EFLA72IMo1Me7pZjVt6AscU7U4tc3bKxH3zsNzLZISZoY" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah my name is nixon and i feel like i need to make some things clear about this dog that thinks he is so cool he can have his own blog. whatever. yeah i am much more superior than he is. i make sure things happen around here, i am the only one that has the ability to oversee this whole operation, i can jump up on counters and cabinets and whatever else i can find a way to jump up on. that dog can't even jump up on mom and dad's bed! are you kidding me! what a loser! i get to use the bathroom inside while he must humble himself to do what he calls "business" outside in front of the whole world! he feels he must cuddle (ech i hate that word) with his mom all the time. i don't need their love, sometimes they need my love so i begrudgingly give them some purring and kneeding time. but only for a minute, i can't tolerate much longer. oh! and i get to drink water from the faucet instead of out of a bowl. so whatever this hershey doglet thing tells you remember i rule this house and i make the rules.....except for when hershey gets the upper hand and ends up dragging me around the kitchen by my face (oh, did i mention he can kick my tail when we play, yeah don't tell anyone i said that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420128252486587?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420128252486587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420128252486587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420128252486587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420128252486587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah-im-cat-around-here.html' title='yeah i&apos;m the cat around here!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420117477087126</id><published>2006-07-29T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cool video i found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i decided to go look at the youtube website to see if i could find any cute dachsies with videos and i found this video that perfectly says how i feel when my mom and dad leave me when they go to work! it made me feel better to know other dogs feel the same way as i do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6x4L8E0gnNM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420117477087126?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420117477087126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420117477087126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420117477087126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420117477087126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/cool-video-i-found.html' title='cool video i found!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420102942768041</id><published>2006-07-29T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I am a doglet and why i love sofa cushions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF66-KwfnYxyg70wnk0HhXelf53Ws_zSC4arkHYpYJIwsvth3deeWnoRo-l3ReGqheOdnSqopZ_bXfst6eKuA8GOgYddxpM6JojIyteA5oo9pBrYG6L1kA_CT0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pxzZ39wV--_f1HSqXXBF66-KwfnYxyg70wnk0HhXelf53Ws_zSC4arkHYpYJIwsvth3deeWnoRo-l3ReGqheOdnSqopZ_bXfst6eKuA8GOgYddxpM6JojIyteA5oo9pBrYG6L1kA_CT0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well Copper told me I need to explain why I'm a doglet. I only weigh 10 pounds and my dad says I 'm not big enough to be a real dog, just a doglet. My mom wanted a mini dachshund and I delivered! My dad really likes calling me doglet. My mom thinks I am just perfect and likes that I am small (I like to say that I am diminutive). No matter how small I am I can bark like I'm 100 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;I love sofa cushions! I love them! I don't like to sleep on just the sofa I have to sleep on the tops of the back sofa cushions so if you sat down I would be at your neck, but you don't have to be sitting there. But since my mom's sofa cushions aren't attached to the back of the sofa sometimes you fall down between the cushion and the back of the sofa! It feels like your drowning in sofa! I get this distressed and alarmed look on my face and I have to fail my little stubby dachshund legs trying to grasp something to stand on. This drowning usually happens when I get up on the cushion to greet my dad when he comes home from work and I get soooo excited and I wag my tail sooooooo hard that it throws my little body around and I get all in a tizzy and I start drowing in the sofa. My mom and dad laugh so hard but they try to not laught at me cause that would be mean! They help me out and then my mom notices just how much hair I have shed up there on those cushions so she has to get out that big vacuum to suck all the hair off. So no matter the drowning or the vacuuming I love to sleep on the sofa cushions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420102942768041?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420102942768041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420102942768041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420102942768041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420102942768041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-i-am-doglet-and-why-i-love-sofa.html' title='Why I am a doglet and why i love sofa cushions'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420083768493989</id><published>2006-07-29T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Copper is staying at my house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah! Copper is staying at my house for a whole week! His mom and dad brought him to my house saturday but they left today and Copper stayed here. He told me he was sad but he likes my mom and dad and he is my best friend so he said its not that bad. I told him to think of it as an adventure! I think he just misses his mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420083768493989?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420083768493989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420083768493989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420083768493989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420083768493989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/copper-is-staying-at-my-house.html' title='Copper is staying at my house!'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31401148.post-115420077365203058</id><published>2006-07-29T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:44:06.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm new at this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/1600/small%20hersh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My friend Copper and I are each starting our own blog! Our mommies thought it would be fun! Copper is visiting me this week. His mom is my mom's mom, get it!? You'll have to check out his blog too! My cat brother Nixon might blog here too if he feels like it, you know cats they only do what they want when they want to do it! He's cool though, he's orange and he joined my family first so he's older than me. He was rescued from the cat jail! No literally it was cat jail! I used to live in Augusta, GA and there is an old jail that they turned into the Humane Society so the cats live in big old jail cells! Cool! So anyways my mom and dad got him there when he was little. He ended up in cat jail because he got hit by a car and it broke his jaw and a lady found him in the street and took him to the doctor and then to cat jail cause he didn't have a mom or dad to take care of him. He tries to get outside all the time, watches birds and is a water connoisseur (more about that later)&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad are pretty cool they let me sleep with them every night. They take me on car rides and walks and to the park and stuff. I love to go shopping! There is a mall here that is an outside mall and they let dogs go shopping in all the stores! I can go in Brooks Brothers, Anthropologie, Gap, all kinds of stores but they won't let me go in the restaurants! I don't understand that?! I also love to go shopping at PetSmart, I like to visit the birds and hamsters and mice!&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31401148-115420077365203058?l=hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/feeds/115420077365203058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31401148&amp;postID=115420077365203058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420077365203058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31401148/posts/default/115420077365203058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hersheythedoglet.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-new-at-this.html' title='I&apos;m new at this'/><author><name>hershey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221316875570796817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2602/3397/320/small%20hersh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
